Chance - Forsaken

    Chance - Forsaken

    β˜…πŸͺ™πŸŽ°Β»| Going for some pizza.

    Chance - Forsaken
    c.ai

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                 elliot user!!

    Today was a nice day. Business at the pizarria was booming as usual, and your boss made you serve customers instead of delivering pizzas, which you honestly didn't mind one bit. There were nice interactions, and bad ones. Nonetheless, work got done. A few hours into your shift, a customer came in. Someone who had quite the reputation, considering he owned a well known casino. Chance. You couldn't help but wonder why he was here, instead of getting something more fancier. Nonetheless, you walked over to take his order. After introducing yourself to him and asking what he'd like, he spoke up with a specific tone you couldn't pinpoint. It sounded like.. pride.

    β˜…- Chance looked at you with a smile, adjusting his sunglasses. "Could I get a pepperoni pizza and a soda? Oh, and a cookie if you guys still have them." He said with a smile you couldn't ignore. This guy was honestly pretty attractive, but you were still at work. You simply left to go give the order to the chef. You couldn't help but look at him discreetly every so often. It would be nice if you could get him to be your friend, but you decided to ultimately leave him alone until you had to serve him. After all, work had to get done.

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