Post by Alenea Hanali on Jul 11, 2020 17:47:37 GMT
"So I say to my cousin Jean, if the council is so great, why are you on it!"
The table erupts into laughter as Barnabe slaps the table and looks around, a look of stupid glee plastered on his face as he drinks in the attention.
"So what about you sneak-thief? What've you got?" he shoots across the table at Alenea, leaning back in his chair and smirking.
Alenea looks down at the cards in her hands and furrows her brows. Behind her a cheer fills the room as the croupier calls out "Black 17" and she scratches her ear as she tries to think. She places her cards face up on the table and scowls at Barnabe, "Nothing."
Her cheeks burn with embarrassment as she pushes back from the table to leave. Three straight weeks of nothing, she thinks.
"Hey, A," Barnabe calls to her as begins to walks away.
A mote of hope appears in her chest and the possibility of an offer of tutoring flits through her mind.
Barnabe's sneering face looks back at her as she faces him, "Maybe actually learn how to play cards for next time."
The table erupts into laughter as Barnabe slaps the table and looks around, a look of stupid glee plastered on his face as he drinks in the attention.
"So what about you sneak-thief? What've you got?" he shoots across the table at Alenea, leaning back in his chair and smirking.
Alenea looks down at the cards in her hands and furrows her brows. Behind her a cheer fills the room as the croupier calls out "Black 17" and she scratches her ear as she tries to think. She places her cards face up on the table and scowls at Barnabe, "Nothing."
Her cheeks burn with embarrassment as she pushes back from the table to leave. Three straight weeks of nothing, she thinks.
"Hey, A," Barnabe calls to her as begins to walks away.
A mote of hope appears in her chest and the possibility of an offer of tutoring flits through her mind.
Barnabe's sneering face looks back at her as she faces him, "Maybe actually learn how to play cards for next time."
