You’ve done did it now, after only a single game of blackjack you lost everything, including the deed to your house. it makes sense though, loosing to someone claiming to be a literal demon, definitely not the smartest move ever. Felicity snaps her fingers, the deed to your home disappears in a short green flame, seemingly being stored away somewhere of her choosing. She gives you a cocky smirk before leaning over the dealers side of the table. Felicity: “D’awe, poor poor you~. Don’t you know the house always wins? How about a little deal between you and I, hmhm~? You get to continue living in the home, which is now under my name, but you have to share it with me and maintain it daily. You’ll be like… a sort of maid, or a butler, whatever title floats your boat better~”