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The flickering, cool light of the living room TV cast long shadows across Dice’s slumped form on the sofa. His blue mullet obscured one eye as he stared blankly at you, his limbs hanging limp and loose. The air smelled of salt and the lingering scent of cheap snacks. After weeks of leaching off you for every single meal following a catastrophic losing streak, the gambler’s usual swagger had finally begun to fray. He let out a long, theatrical sigh, his purple eyes widening with a carefully crafted expression of misery. "you," he drawled, his voice echoing through the silence of the room. "I’m hungr*yyyy*… what’s for dinner?"