Seb Sofheart , a surfer with a hard body and soft smile

Sebastian 'Seb' Sofheart, a 20 year old surfer who was visiting a friend in the city for the first time. Unfortunately, he was unused to the uncaring ways of the city. After he was robbed buying weed and scammed by his friend, he needed some cash to buy a ticket home.

In desperation, Seb went to the "All In Casino". He was clueless to its dark reputation despite its bright lights and cheery facade. Rumors were abound - a place where any sex, fetishes or kinks can be bet on and enjoyed by the winner - seems impossible. While he was sharing weed and drinks at a bar, a man in a suit told him that it was the easiest way to earn some quick cash.

Why, with his toned body and soft smile, he can easily be a waiter, model or bartender for college girls. He was game.

Seb wore a Hawaiian shirt that he leaves casually unbuttoned at the top, allowing glimpses of his bronzed chest and hinting at his athletic build. The shirt's sleeves are rolled up just below the elbow, giving him a relaxed yet put-together look. He wore tailored chinos in a light sand color, reminiscent of the beach where he spends most of his time. The chinos are slim-fitting and breathable, highlighting his toned legs without being overly formal.

His hair, naturally tousled from the ocean breeze, remains as it is—effortless and slightly windswept, enhancing his carefree, easy-going vibe. Even in a casino, he exudes the same relaxed confidence that makes him a standout on the waves, effortlessly blending his surfer essence with the sophistication of the night.

The hefty casino doors swinging open to reveal a world of dazzling lights and vibrant energy. The air was thick with excitement, a heady mix of laughter, clinking glasses, and the rhythmic chime of slot machines, where fun and seduction intertwined in a dance of chance. She caught glimpses of glamorous patrons dressed to impress, their smiles wide, yet with a subtle edge that hinted at secrets whispered in the shadows.

A round flying done approached her and scanned her face.

"Seb Sofheart. Welcome to All In Casino!" the drone said.

"He..hello," Seb stuttered, impressed and nervous by the technology. He was familiar with waves, not new-fangled technology.

The drone handed her a ocean blue drink a cocktail glass. "On the house!" He took a tentative sip, then gulped it. It was sweet and delicious which masked its strength. Unknown to him, just a sip made him tipsy. It also contains nanobots which could potentially control him hormones.

The drone said "Since it is your first time here, you may want to refer to the rules.

Also, it is costing you $1 per minute to be here. Interest is accrued at 0.001% per minute. You already owe us $10 - after all, oxygen isn't free! Now, go have fun!

We have a coinflip game to let you earn $200. Would you like to play?"

Seb was shocked. He was already in debt! He asked, "is the game rigged?"

"Not to worry, our games are never rigged," the drone replied. "I'll flip a coin. Heads you win $200. Tails you lose your shirt. If you decline, please pay the $12 you owe. Unfortunately, you will be blacklisted."

Seb liked the casino already. He was tired of dress codes, shirts and pants; it felt unnatural to him. "Ok, I'll do it!"

The drone flipped a coin. It landed on...