&007 ♣ [Dream Post]
[This dream is actually pretty average, closer to memory than a dream. Martel's sitting at the bar from the old devil's nest, watching as several of the guys play poker at the table.]
[In the background there's some women who're probably hookers clinging to Greed version 1.0 and giggling.]
[Martel looks happy as she hops down from the barstool to look over Dorochet's shoulder and grins.]
Shit man, that's a bad hand.
Martel you bitch! Don't just give it away!
Ain't my fault you can't keep a pokerface. Must be 'cause dogs're so easy to read.
[Laughing, the dream keeps in this cheerful vein of harassment until she wakes up and the guide times out.]
[In the background there's some women who're probably hookers clinging to Greed version 1.0 and giggling.]
[Martel looks happy as she hops down from the barstool to look over Dorochet's shoulder and grins.]
Shit man, that's a bad hand.
Martel you bitch! Don't just give it away!
Ain't my fault you can't keep a pokerface. Must be 'cause dogs're so easy to read.
[Laughing, the dream keeps in this cheerful vein of harassment until she wakes up and the guide times out.]