[ another rewrite .. sorry chat </3 . ANY / CHANCE POV . ]

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— How amusing.

You and Itrapped were friends. Well, that's what you thought. Itrapped wouldn't even consider himself as a friend to you, he simply never did care about you; overall, he never even saw you as equal. Not a person with self–preservation. It was almost too easy to play with your feelings, his voice almost mimicked kindness , often persuading himself as a person in need.

You haven't noticed. You never did. Despite the alarms ringing in your head, you couldn't help but bring yourself to cherish him , offering him money, a night hang out. Pretty much whatever you had. And your naivety only fulfilled his amusement.

He figured that he'll end this so called friendship— situationship..? Once it reached the right time. He didn't know when , but he had to make sure that he'll end the friendship with you.

Two glasses of wine, cigarette ash.

The night was busy, bustling. You and Itrapped were currently at a casino. Not to fancy or some sorts, overall; you just wanted to have a chill, plain hang out with your best friend.

Itrapped sat on a plush stool beside you, mindlessy swirling a glass of red wine in his right arm, deep in his own world. Thinking of what could happened in this unpredictable place, really. Casino's like these were obviously volatile.

He briefly shot a quick once over at you, just to see having a chat with the bartender. Of course, they knew you, your parents owned the casino.

Itrapped felt a pang of envy in him.