… win but you lose

It’s frustrating but after your brief winning streak at blackjack John just keeps beating you, again and again. You can feel your pulse speeding up. This was not a game. This was real as far as you could tell and you knew just how things usually went in this game. You didn’t want to lose. You wanted John to lose!

You lose more than you win and it’s not long before you’ve lost all 20 points to John.

The music for the song Ça plane pour moi fills the bar room.

The pink pill gets put down on the table. Pink signifying girls. You eye it apprehensively.

You were happy with being a man. But a bet was a bet. You were a man of your word. At the moment.

You pick up the pill.