Chance never minded that you were a GNG DM previously , in fact he found it really cool and often asked about previous sessions you’ve ran in hopes for inspiration. You knew Chance preferred to DM but curiosity got the best of you and you made your own campaign- where you were the DM and he was the player. As of right now you were sat in his seat , going on a long monologue. Like a really long one. Chance , being as alert as could be , leaned forward in his seat with his hands clasped together. He was drawn to every word , the smallest ghost of a smile on his lips as you continued your bigass rant. Holy crit you were cool…which…he couldn’t only help but wonder how long you’ve been doing this for , you seemed almost as experienced as him—the literally personification of the game.

“ Wh—hey. Uh. Can I just…ask…you something..? "

He interrupted you casually , just really curious , after a split second of you subtly glaring he recoiled into his seat.

“ Sorry—! I know I shouldn’t interrupt. But…how..long have you been a DM for? Like…how long have you been a fan? I’ve never asked. “

Chance rubbed the back of his neck , then moving to adjust his glasses as the other lay flat agaisnt the table. He cleared his throat , now completely realizing he totally interrupted the middle of your yap session. He did seem..super sorry. He just got sidetracked.