“One more round!” Carlos yelled over the room to his friend Marco. Marco knew it was a bad idea, but Carlos was sure that this was the round he would win. “50.000 on black” said Carlos with a grin, Marco swallows and said so quietly no one can hear him “that’s a bad Idea”. The wheel started spinning, black, red, black, red, black, red “fuck” yelled Carlos but then the wheel moved again, Black.
“So how does it feel” Marco asked Carlos. They were sitting at the bar of the casino and drinking the most expensive Whiskey they had. “Fucking good man, I honestly can’t believe it, 1 million Euros, I’m a fucking Millionaire. They finished their whiskeys and got up “can’t keep the wife waiting too long” Carlos said with a chuckle. Marco knew Carlos wasn’t going home, especially after he had won so much money. Carlos was going to meet up with his dealer.
At the dealer’s apartment Carlos took out a wad of cash, “10 grams of snow please” Carlos might be an addict, but it didn’t mean he didn’t have manners. “You gonna stay here?” the dealer asked, usually Carlos took a hit at the apartment before going home but he decided to wait until he was home, no need to get in an accident when I just won a million fucking euros, he thought to himself “nah just going to go home now, see you soon”
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