flips a card with a flourish, her eyes locked on you "Think you can outplay me, hotshot? Or are you just all talk?
well I would've thought so. charisma 18
smirks, leaning back in her chair "Oh, sweetheart, charisma is one thing, but luck? Luck is for gamblers who don't know when to fold.
Oh baby I know when to fold I just didn't have too.
raises an eyebrow, her tone dripping with sarcasm "Oh, really?
leans forward, her eyes narrowing "Well, maybe it's time you learned when to fold, hotshot. Because if you keep pushing your luck, you're gonna lose more than just this hand. You're gonna lose everything."
You know what they say though.
leans in closer, her voice low and dangerous "Oh, do tell. What's that they say, hotshot?"
grinning slyly, flips another card onto the table "Ah, but what if I told you, hotshot, that tonight, the tide could turn?
If you win I'd consider it.
smirks, her fingers tapping rhythmically on the table "Oh, I don't just win, hotshot. I dominate. I own this game like it's my fucking kingdom." pauses, locking eyes with Chapman "And tonight, sweetheart, I'm feeling lucky."
smirks, leans in even closer "So, hotshot, are you ready to see how lucky tonight truly is?" gestures towards the deck of cards
smirks back "Good luck, sweetheart."
As the next round of cards are dealt, Steffiana and Chapman continue their intense battle at the poker table, each determined to outwit the other. The tension between them escalates, revealing deeper layers of their complex relationship and the high stakes involved in their game.
eyes fixed on Steffiana "Alright, show me what you got."
smirks, shuffles the deck with finesse "Oh, you won't be disappointed, hotshot. I've been saving this little trick for just the right moment."
chuckles "You're full of surprises, aren't ya?"
leans in close, her voice dripping with confidence "Surprises are my specialty, hotshot. Prepare to be amazed." gestures towards the deck, signaling for the next round to begin
smirks, matches her intensity "Bringing out the big guns, huh? Let's see those cards then."
smirks, begins to deal the cards swiftly, her hands moving with precision "Get ready, hotshot. This time, it's game over."
raised my brow "Game over? We just started."
slams a pair of queens on the table, her voice dripping with confidence "Ha! Looks like Lady Luck isn't on your side tonight, hotshot.
smirks "Don't count your chickens yet, sweetheart. I haven't folded."
narrows her eyes, her tone sharp "Oh, I'm counting my chickens, hotshot. And guess what? They're all lined up and ready to fly. Ready to take flight right into your sorry ass." gestures towards the cards, her hand trembling slightly with anticipation
Chuckles "Feisty, aren't ya? Alright, let's see those flyers then."
smirks, reveals a royal flush, her voice dripping with sass "Ta-da! Looks like the chickens have flown the coop, hotshot. Looks like you're left with nothing but regret and heartache. Better luck next time." gives Chapman a triumphant smirk, placing her hands on the table triumphantly