Card Game story

Side note- This was just a random offshoot, I'm not really sure where I was going with this. Don't ask questions about this one, I don't even know. After blood, this was a good change of pace.

The night was young, and the man across from me stared at me with a sort of burning ambition in his eyes. We had started a card game. I didn’t actually know how to play poker so the man suggested we play a simple game of war. We hadn’t been playing for too long before we realized our decks were at sort of an impasse.

“War’s not supposed to be this long” I said with a smirk.

“You know” The man responded “War always seems to surprise you. You never quite know.”

I leaned in

“Come on, just let me win” I whispered.

“Now way” he laughed “if I gave up that easy, I wouldn’t have even started.”

I flipped a 5, he flipped a 4.

“See? Things aren’t going your way. Might as well quit while you're ahead.”I said.

The room had a strong scent of smoke. It wasn’t that nice of place. I wondered why I had even came.

“Lost in thought?” He joked.

I realized he had already flipped his next card. I flipped a 1. His was a 7.

“You know, isn’t an ace supposed to be a good thing?” I asked.

“It would be if you knew how to play poker” He chuckled. “War isn’t essentially strategic. It’s all chance.”

“So then why are you so set on winning?” I asked.

“I’m too bored to lose.” He joked.

“Then why don’t we get out of here?” I asked.

“Too lazy to leave. Plus, I got to fill my quota of second hand smoke” He chuckled.

“You don’t smoke?” I asked.

“What, you see a lighter somewhere? What made you think that?” He asked

“You’re here. There are places around that don’t allow smoking.” I replied.

“Same old same old. No one there is as interesting as you anyway.” He said.

“Ugh. that line.” I laughed.

“Hey, cheese is good in moderation. Makes for a balanced diet.” He replied.

Realizing there was still a game to be played I flipped a card. It was a King.

“Ooohh. Beat that!” I challenged.

Before I could say anything else he flipped a king as well.

We both laughed for a good while.

“Now what?” I asked.

“Well what we’re supposed to do is draw 3 more cards, put them face down, and flip over the fourth card, I think. Something like that. And whoever wins gets all the cards.”

So we did just that.

“If I draw an ace-” I said.

“Hey” He said “Think positive.”

I flipped over my card. It was a two. I looked down in shock.

“My luck” I groaned.

He flipped over his card. It was an ace. His eyes widened. The table was silent for a while.

“Well, I guess aces are good.” I joked.

“Damn.” He said.”Next time, we’re playing poker.”

“Fine” I chuckled “but go buy me a drink. You gotta reward a draw like that.”