Casino
Description
Pre-Drinks Over Bullets. How Gackt and Jun Ki met.
Foreword
The wealthy man hadn’t noticed the other at all, even though it seemed he’d been there for just about as long. He had a black umbrella, a tad wet from the rain.
“I’m waiting on my driver,” the blond bit out with a sigh, pulling out his left hand to look at his watch pointedly.
The croupier nodded, and seemed to pause for a thought. He handed the umbrella over to the blond with a smile. “It’s going to get worse,” the narrow eyed man explained.
The blond raised a brow, hesitating for a moment, but took the offered object.
“Have a good day, sir,” the dark haired man smiled before entering the cab and leaving.
Blue eyes followed the cab until it got lost in traffic, the only thought crossing the man’s mind was that it was strange to know that genuinely nice people still existed.
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