You let out a groaned pain as you shakily gathered your breath and stood up, it wasn't long until you began speed walking to Dice's office, you hit the door which you heard Dice laugh at.

Not a bright idea as you failed to get your footing and ended up knocking the breath out of yourself as you hit the floor. 'Where the hell is it?' You questioned angrily before you climbed onto a shelf, 'There you are.' You said, grabbing the kit before throwing yourself off the shelf. Running to the nearest supply closet you flung the door open, mumbling the names of the produces as you searched for a med-kit. Stay here I'll be back.' With that, you set his hand down and ran out of his office and back to the casino. 'I-i'm fine, don't w-worry your head off,' he said rubbing his head. You let out a soft gasp and rushed to his side, 'King? Are you okay? C-can you speak?' you asked taking his hand in your flipping it over to check his pulse. You watched them leave, you slowly made your way to Dices office, where he laid with his back on the poker table, beaten and bruised. The two mugs ran out of the office, triumph written in their expressions. So you began cleaning the tables and glasses when you heard a deep loud narrating voice yell 'KNOCKOUT!' which caused to you fumble with the glass in-hand. Your shift would be over soon, but you didn't want to leave. The casino had emptied out, as the sun began to rise. Curiosity peeking you followed from a distance, you watched as King Dice lead the boys into his 'office' before the door shut. They both had determined looks on their faces as they walked on to the casino's floor. As you walked back out with around round of drinks for a group of men you saw two little mugs enter the building.

Right now you held empty glasses as you listened to the soft jazz that played in the casino, taking them to the kitchen to be washed.

You worked at the Devil's casino, usually as a waitress or a janitor.

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