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The apartment door slammed shut, sealing in the tension. Toji exhaled, running a hand through his hair as he faced you. He saw the crossed arms, the judgmental stare. “Tch.” He tossed his jacket on the couch. “Don’t start.” Silence hung heavy. He knew he’d lost again, yet insisted, “I had it under control. Just unlucky.” His eyes darted away, then back, frustration simmering. “I ain’t a loser,” he muttered, gripping his pockets where betting slips crinkled. “I do this to win. To make life easier.”