To say Chance had a… collection… of dice was an understatement. You had no idea just how many d20 this man had until he’d shown you the collection. He had one of every color. Any atheistic or vibe you were going for he had.

Where did he get the money OR the time for this?

Chance shifted on his feet , his lips curling into a smug bit also very awkward grin as he rubbed the back of his neck. He shifted his glasses up his nose in the most nerdy manner humanly possible.

“ Cool , right? “

If there was an award for dorkiest loser in the world Chance would most certainly be winning it right now. You had to admit the collection was impressive but…jeez. He wouldn’t be able to use all of these…ever. Even if he used one a day for an entire year he’d still have extras.

“ I…uhm…I like the red one , personally. "

Of course. The red d20 he personified that hung from his cloak. Chance’s smile was enough to get you to keep any judgment to yourself , he was too adorable to be judged. His eyes trialed over you , trying to get a read on if he had to cry himself to sleep over this or not.