poker night

[deadthenred]

WHO: Bucky + OPEN
WHERE: Bucky's actually surprisingly nice apartment.
WHEN: Wednesday evening.
WARNINGS: The promise of manpanties.
SUMMARY: Bucky decided to have a poker game and invite… whoever wanted to show up. THIS MIGHT NOT HAVE BEEN VERY SMART.
FORMAT: Tagger's choice.

Bucky wound up solving his food problem by ordering three bags of something or other stacked high with white take-out boxes from the Chinese place his neighbors were always going on about. He also made sure his apartment was spic and span. It was a remarkably tidy space: nothing interesting on the walls, no television, and now a couple orders of cashew chicken placed on a big card table in the center.

He'd bought a few decks of cards from the corner store and unwrapped one of them, flipping the cardstock between his fingers. Yeah, he was ready to play poker.

Comments

[deadthenred]

That depends on how I do at poker.

[recurve]

[That gets a laugh. Also, she's now helping herself to an extra egg roll.]

How've you been faring so far?

[deadthenred]

What, you don't got faith in me?

[recurve]

Sure I do. But how's your poker face?

[deadthenred]

You're looking at it, aren't you?

[He swipes an egg roll from the table, too.]

[recurve]

I suppose I am. [She munches thoughtfully.] Mine's pretty good too.

[deadthenred]

Yeah yeah. [he says, arching one eyebrow.] I bet you think so.

[recurve]

I don't think so, Mister Barnes. I know so.

[deadthenred]

Alright then. I believe you.

[recurve]

Thank you.