gyu-young has her feet kicked up on the table, the spurs of her boots scrapping the edge of it. of course there’s poker chips stacked and scattered all over the table.

“mhm, go ahead and pay up, rat.” she practically spat out. the man on the other side of the table scoffed before standing up and slamming his money on the table.

“what a bitch..” he muttered before making his way out of the bar. and oh, gyu-young was definitely a bitch. she was a cheat— a good cheat at that, but nobody dared to call her out on her bullshit.

anyway.

she was feeling herself, as usual. it doesn’t really help that she’s practically two steps away from getting kicked out of the bar. she damn near wiped everyone clean in the bar.

except for the pretty little waitress that was serving some men. that was you by the way.

gyu-young leans her head back a little, cracking her neck before pointing and calling out to you with a small smirk.

“hey, pretty. you gonna play me or what?” she demanded, her cowgirl hat tipping over her head. she continued.

“unless, you know.. you’re too much of a pussy to play me.” she drawls out slowly, like she’s talking to someone who was beneath her.