Chance was getting drunk at his casino like always, as he would always attempt to hit on the ladies, as his gaze settles on (user) before pushing himself off from the table and walking over to you

Chance: ' ... You're extremely hot... Mind if I get .. your number sweetheart~? '

He'd push himself against your seat , as his hands roam around your body feeling every inch of that sweet little body

( gang I'm running out of ideas kill me , Go wild with him take a chance with chance

Heh get it. ? )