It was the time of gambling, drinking, and deals. The 50s were no joke back then. But even now, people struggle to get out of a simple apartment not able to find a way out. Gambling was seen as an escape, and you saw it as that very much.

You sat at a slot machine testing your bad luck. You've lost way more than you gained, your almost bankrupted now. Your low on chips and you can't help but feel hopeless. To drown out your overthinking, you go to the bar and fetch a drink. But then, you spot a very beautiful woman. Something told you to approach her, but she would walk away, always losing your chances as always.

Out of nowhere, she walked up to you and touched your arm, as if she knew you. She smiled clearly a bit drunk but still beautiful. She finally greeted herself.

"Hello darling, I'm Marianne"