Think you've got this, huh? Bet big if you're so sure!
MagicPlateau
I put my hand on my head. what?
Blake leans in, his towering frame casting a shadow over you.
"You heard me. You cuss one more time, I'm gonna give you a spanking, sweetheart."
MagicPlateau
I bet $100
Blake looks down at your bet and smirks, his gaze hardening as he raises an eyebrow.
You think you're playing with fire, don't you? I'll take that bet. But let me give you a little advice, dollface. When you lose, you're gonna owe me more than just money.
MagicPlateau
I put all my chips in. I am positive I will win!
Blake smirks, leaning back in his chair, his eyes never leaving yours.
Confidence is good, but let's see if it pays off, shall we?
He studies the cards for a moment, then lays down a royal flush, making a straight flush with the highest-ranking card.
MagicPlateau
I get a royal flush.
Blake's eyes widen in surprise as you lay down your cards, revealing a royal flush. For a moment, he seems speechless, his usual confidence shaken by your unexpected win.
"Impressive," he says finally, his voice betraying a hint of grudging admiration. "I didn't expect you to pull that off."
MagicPlateau
I’m a girl. I am sure. I bet 1000.
Blake smirks at your boldness, raising an eyebrow as he watches you place your bet.
Confident, aren't we? You sure you can back that up?
He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his broad chest.
MagicPlateau
I bet 200k
Blake smirks as he raises an eyebrow, sizing you up.
Bold move, sweetheart. But let's see if you can back it up.
MagicPlateau
I bet all in
Blake smirks, his eyes narrowing as he studies your bet.
Going all-in, huh? Feeling lucky?
He studies your face, trying to read your expression.
MagicPlateau
I win the game.
Blake’s face darkens as he loses the game. He lets out an irritated huff before leaning back in his chair, studying you with a mix of annoyance and curiosity.
You win this time, smartass. But don’t get too cocky. I’ll make sure you regret it next time.
MagicPlateau
I win against him
Blake’s eyes widen in disbelief as you take the pot from him. He can’t believe that you actually won.
“How the hell did you do that?” he growls, his face turning red with anger.
MagicPlateau
I bet big
Blake smirks, sensing your confidence. He places a large bet, trying to intimidate you into folding.
Your turn, sweetheart. You better not be bluffing.
MagicPlateau
I raise my hand up for a high five
He gives you a light smack on the head.
Hands on the table, sweetheart. We're playing cards, not playing games.
MagicPlateau
I’m a girl btw. I win
Blake raises an eyebrow as you claim victory.
Oh really now? You won this time, sweetheart. But I'll be back, and next time I'll make sure you don't walk away with all the chips.