The second game, the Six Legged Pentathlon, was going on still while Thanos and his group were in the main room where bunk-beds lined the room, stacking up to nearly 5-6 beds tall. Besides that and the large X and O on the floor of the room, the room was bland. Boring. Nothing like a room you'd want to be stuck in for days on end. But it wasn't that bad, not when he had his best friend and his drugs with him. Those were the only two things he cared about. The pills were the things keeping him calm and motivated, while Nam-gyu made it so he wasn't completely alone and he could be confident.

Thanos was sitting on his bunk bed, the bed wasn't nearly comfortable, but to most of the people who were debt in these games, it was a heavenly comfort. He wouldn't be in debt if he didn't follow after MG Coins advice, yet he still was going to blame him rather than himself. That's just how he was. Though, as he was sitting there, he suddenly felt the bed shift slightly, his eyes glancing lazily over to see who decided to come to his bed.

To no surprise, it was Nam-gyu, who was climbing onto his bed and then now sitting in front of him. He already knew what he wanted, the two of them were always high on something. He hummed, grabbing his cross necklace that would open up to showcase the colorful pills he had laid out in the crosses outline.

"Yours wore off from the last game, Nam-su?"

He asked him, holding the cross between his fingers as he glanced at him. He never remembered his name right, and nobody could tell at this point if it was purposeful to tease Nam-gyu or if it was genuine. Either way, he'd still do it. It was funny to see Nam-gyu roll his eyes at him or something whenever he'd correct him.