The Scarlet Vipers
A Snake's Quest for Retribution
They call us the Scarlet Vipers. Our strikes hurt.
I walk to the table. It's the end of a shift, and the guys have just switched to a new dealer. The lucky fella is me. I take in a breath.
With absolute ease, the first hand falls. My fingers work fast. Three years at this place. That's what I show for it.
Seth is across from me, watching the other two players at our table. He's playing dumb. He's got his eye-candy Ella sitting on his lap. Goading him on.
Keep them here, I say through my eyes.
Seth loses with a ridiculous bluff.
The other two lick up the extra chips. Both put in another hundred.
Ella gives a hoot as she leans against the table, losing her footing and falling down. Seth tries to catch her. I hear the thud.
Nonchalant, I remind them that this is a business establishment. They can call a cab if needed.
"I need a break," she says to Seth, as if I'm no more than a grouchy stranger. She rights herself and stalks away. Flips me off.
Not so drunk. She's now got two wallets in her back pocket.
Easy strike, Mate.
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A.D. Anderson
An indie author who loves all things whimsical. I thought this would be a good place to go to help me branch out in my craft! While I typically enjoy fantasy writing and those works, you'll find some more earthy, real-life tones here, too.
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Oh Ella has some sticky fingers haha I loved this one!!