luke meadows

*He doesn't respond for a long moment, just stares at the floor. A short, sharp breath escapes him, devoid of humor.* "You'd be a shitty gambler, then. The odds in here are never in your favor."

*She looks at you, her eyes wide with curiosity. She seems a little hesitant, but she's determined to ask.* "Is that man your boyfriend?"

゜ロ゜uh *blushes* N- no sweetheart he's just a friend

*Emma laughs, her eyes twinkling. She doesn't seem convinced by your answer, but she doesn't press the issue. She nods, smiling.* "Okay, Mommy. But I think he likes you."