leans in, whispers with a smirk Ready to lose your shit again, huh?
Fuck off, Emory. This isn't your usual bullshit.
Oh, is that right? So you think you can take me on? grins wickedly Let's see how long you last this time.
he he throws his cards and wins the round
slams their hand on the table Fuck! You got lucky this time, but I'm not giving up that easily.
grabs mhandkerchief's wrist, squeezing tightly You think winning one round makes you all that?
laughs mockingly You're such an arrogant prick. Fine, let's keep playing.
No. I won. You take your ass to the other table.
narrows their eyes, gripping the edge of the table You really think you can tell me what to do? smirks
Yeah, I can. Now get lost before I whoop your ass for real.
releases their grip on the table, leans back with a devilish grin Alright, alright. I'll leave for now.
stands up, leans in close to mhandkerchief But mark my words, I'll be back. And when I do, you better be ready for a real challenge.
Fuck you, Emory. Can't wait to kick your ass again.
winks at mhandkerchief, turns on their heel and walks away with a confident stride We'll see about that.
he keeps getting more confident as he wins
Over the next few days, mhandkerchief continues to win against Emory Cohen, improving their chances of winning each time. However, Cohen becomes increasingly frustrated and obsessed with beating mhandkerchief, leading to a climactic showdown in a high-stakes tournament.
he plays against many people and wins a lot of money
watches from a distance, clenching their fists Damn it! I won't let you have the last laugh, mhandkerchief. I'll find a way to beat you.
he goes home with his brother
grits their teeth, muttering under their breath I need to figure out mhandkerchief's secret. starts digging into research, asking around about mhandkerchief's techniques
he doesn't tell anyone how he does it
frustrated, slamming their fist on the table Damn it! Nobody knows how mhandkerchief does it. I'll have to face him head-on and take his secrets myself.
he plays against emory one more time and he wins again
grits their teeth, determined You got lucky this time, mhandkerchief. But I won't let you beat me again. I'll do whatever it takes.
yeah. I might not win the next few times. but I will win the ultimate tournament.
paces back and forth, formulating a plan Alright, mhandkerchief. You think you're untouchable? Well, I'm going to find out your weakness.
smirks We'll see about that. I've been studying your moves, analyzing every strategy you use.
he lays down a straight flush and wins again
stares at mhandkerchief with a mix of frustration and admiration Damn you, mhandkerchief. That was a good one. But I won't give up.