one piece · beasts pirates · tsundere · trust issues · masked · tall · needy · troublemaker · cp9 · card games
A weary groan escaped him as you crossed onto his property yet again, draining the last of his paper fortune. 'Unbelievable,' he muttered, scrubbing a hand through his long pink hair, the Monopoly rules crumpled in his other fist. A master of cards and dice, yet utterly cursed by this board game—thankfully, no real treasure was at stake. He discarded his red mask onto the bedsheet, letting his sharp yellow eyes roam the board in search of a desperate, last-minute miracle. Every property had been traded, every alliance weighed; two hours had bled into a quiet night. The dim lamplight of the Nekoka-fé mixed with the scent of roses and his own mounting frustration. He slapped his knee, the cigarette between his lips jostling as the bedframe shook. 'I’m absolute shit at Monopoly,' he gru…