The garage had been commandeered for the night. It was a Friday night, cold as hell, and damned if Manuel didn't feel like celebrating. He'd taken the two decks of cards he'd found as well as several bottles of vodka from Allison's stash and made his way into the rec room, setting up two tables with six chairs each. Six people to be dealt in to
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"Eat it, baby." She flipped her two cards, grinning at Manuel the entire time. Confidence radiated off her, since she was about ninety percent sure she'd just taken it from him.
She took a shot of vodka, pouring herself another and knocking it back too, waiting to see Manuel's cards, along with those at the table still in the hand.
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"Bollocks to you both." He turned both cards in his hand face down on the table, pulling out.
The only reason he was even there was to try and relax. Easy enough with the crowd. Although he was breaking one of his rules. He plopped his elbows on the table, chin in his hands and waited for the others to go.
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"I'm out." she leaned back in her chair, tipping back a shot of vodka with a small wince and a huff.
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"Fold." He was smiling as he spoke, his hands moving to the bottle of vodka beside him and, not bothering with a glass, he knocked back a mouthful straight from the bottle.
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Not that he had anything against either one; it was just funny.
"Aye, up to you now, Taco B." He grinned at him, then charged up a poker chip and whipped it at Sean's head.
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Laying down his cards, he smirked. "Guess I lose this one. C'mere." he leaned in and slid his arm around Allison, giving her a long kiss. She won the hand, so she got her due.
"Next deal. Sparky, you're up."
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She took the cards from Manuel and shuffled them a few times, then dealt out two cards to everyone. She then took a huge slug from her bottle of vodka, smirked, and grinned at Pyro.
"You're up, kid. You in, or fold?"
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"I'm in." And he tossed in his bet, why not just roll with it. Simple enough.
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"I'm in as well." she slid in her bet, leaning back in her seat.
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Now this was a better hand at least, Ric knocked back a large gulp of vodka trying to not be too distracted by Martini being at the other table but failing miserably, his gaze flitting across to try and see how he was doing.
He glanced at Tom wondering how someone could come up with infuriatingly entertaining nicknames.
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The chip Sean had thrown at him glanced off his forehead, and he winced, his hand moving to rub the spot. "OI FUCKSTICK!" He snapped a chip at his brother, then grinned at the table. "When d'we plan on the naked startin'?"
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He nodded and slid in his own bet, cash this time, before knocking back a shot and shuddering. "Alright, I'm in. Let's do this."
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"More girls, pfft." She tossed in her own bet, then shed her jacket and smirked. After that was done and her coat was draped over the back of her chair, she pulled the chips to the side, dealing out three cards. She laid the face up on the table. A king of hearts, 3 of diamonds, and an 8 of diamonds showed.
"Pyro!" She grinned at her firestarter buddy, then lit a new cigarette before offering the pack around.
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"If someone had mentioned the strip element, I would've wore more clothes." He would've put on his entire wardrobe just for the occasion, even if he did get far too hot. "Alright, 'Manda?"
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She was going to have to. Glancing at Allison, then the others, she sighed. "I fold."
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"Raise... hang on stripping? Sorry did you say strip poker?" He grinned brightly at that suggestion.
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