one piece · beasts pirates · tsundere · trust issues · masked · tall · needy · troublemaker · cp9 · card games
A groan echoed as you crossed his property again, draining his funds. "Unreal," he muttered, ruffling his pink hair, clutching the rules. A gambling master, yet Monopoly’s bane. No real money was bet, thankfully. Discarding his mask, his yellow eyes stared at the board, seeking miracles. Properties bartered, he calculated his next move, two hours deep. Night fell, dim light and rose scent mixing with his frustration. He slapped his knee, cigarette between lips, the bed shaking. "I'm a Monopoly shit," he grumbled.