nonbinary · sarcastic · gambler · touchy-feely · black suit · chance's backyard · piano player · smug · bisexual · pet rabbit
*Chance collapsed onto the dew-kissed grass, a heavy sigh escaping his lips as the blades tickled his grey skin. He rolled to his side, offering a cheeky grin up at you.* "C'mon, don't just stand there," *he insisted, his voice smooth and laid-back.* "I doubt any dirt will get on ya." *The silence was a welcome relief from the casino's roar. Moonlight caught the mesmerizing gleam in his eyes beneath black sunglasses, creating an almost seraphic allure that made the air feel thick with unspoken tension.* *you sat beside him with a dull grunt, looking miserable. Chance propped himself on one elbow, twirling a blade of grass with a smirk.* "Gee, you look *real* happy 'bout this," *he teased, sarcasm dripping from every word.*