Mysterious creatures indeed

One of the texts sent to him at 10 AM was "Hey I just arrived at my cashing station, where are you, professor? Or should I call you Fergal like your nick in WhatsApp, cool name is that yours!"

The other one was at 4 PM "Hey I just finished my shift and you didn't come, maybe the 3rd floor has more beautiful girls than me? Haha"

I was shocked, why she did get jealous if we aren't even dating? How did she know I was on the 3rd floor? I don't understand woman. I sent her a text telling her that I got distracted playing too much poker, that he already finished and was free, that I was sorry I missed her at work, that her handle of the chips has no comparative.

It was currently 10 PM, it didn't matter that it was Saturday night, I was tired of being a high tension room all day. I needed to relax.

She was last seen online at 7 PM. Maybe she is sleeping for her next shift? Or she is reading the WhatsApp text without opening them via the WhatsApp widget?

Shit, I hope she is not mad at me, she was the only decent girl I met in all my time here. Except for a few reserved female players on the 3rd floor, but they were too connected if I struck a romantic relationship and all went to shit that could seriously hurt me. Some of them are daughters of millionaires or daughters of gangsters.

While I was thinking all of that she answered my text and said "Haha so you only come to my chip station to see me handling the chips? Good to know Haha! The mistake was on my part too, I forgot that you are a poker professor and have a busy agenda! I will tell you my hours so we can meet at work and maybe even after work :)! Depend on how cool your pose you do! Well, I have to go to sleep, I have to work tomorrow from 8 AM to 2 PM, sweet dreams ;)!"

And after that she logged off, I didn't have a chance to answer as usual with her. But is a good thing that she has the intention of meeting again, and even the possibility of going out. Maybe she is like me, looking for a decent person is this little casino world. Or maybe she is a fake one, I don't know. Only time will tell. Don't trust anybody, until they give you motives. And even then, check periodically, trust can be deteriorated over time the same as relationships.

You would become paranoid too if you have a freaking superpower that if someone notices you would be experimented like a guinea pig or being used as a mule/terrorist to the underground (Remember the ?).

After that I called my mother, she was worried about me because she didn't have a notice of me from all day. We are really close with my mother, I used to tell her at least what were my plans for the day or what I was doing at the moment.

She was living with my little bro, Kevin, who is 15 years old, while I'm 21 years old. My mom was pregnant with my brother when our shit father left us. So is a good thing that he didn't meet him.

My mom used to tell him about all the good stuff about him, to keep him happy, I didn't say anything. Sometimes you need to believe in something good that know the cold truth, especially when growing up without a father. I was the male figure of the house until this year that I left home after my birthday.

I was already a burden and my mother couldn't keep fed to both of us, I left to make both of their life easier but stayed in touch. My brother grows up being a smart one and a polite one, I know he will go a long way in life.

Coming back to our little sin world, I was going back to my suite with my courtesy elegant briefcase filled with chips and money that they gave you for free on the 3rd floor after you cross the $300k boundary. It was fingerprint and password locked, even had a GPS inserted inside to better tracking. It was very difficult to steal, even then. If they got it to steal inside the hotel the casino will give you back all the money that you have inside. That's why I couldn't shove it to the dimension, so I shove all the money and chips instead and kept the briefcase outside.

Of course some people try to abuse this kind of system but never got to far, remember that they have cameras everywhere. And check each one of the 3rd-floor people, for known associates and such. The people who would try to do for this little change, as the millionaires refer, are not too bright and leave too many clues to follow.

Anyway, on the way up to the suite 2 girls followed me and tried to make her way to my bedroom, I politely said no. Since in most cases they send this girl before big days like tournaments to "fatigue" the competition and for their favorites to have more chance of winning. Yes, the casino gamble about who will be the winner of the tournament.

They insisted to follow me but I shut my door in front of their faces, yes, it was really hard to do that, pun intended, but I had to do it. Never risk your life for a little of pleasure. They are times to play and times to work.

I took entered the hot-tub looking at the scenery of my suite and remember my current apartment. I hope I don't have to come back, it was so horrible to experience the good life and go back to a normal and crappy life.

While I was thinking that I fall asleep, it is a good thing that this hot-tub have an automatic shut down procedure after 1 and a half hour, because I fall asleep there. I woke up cold because the hot-tub was off. I quickly had a warm shower to pump my blood since I had wrinkles in all my body and went to the bed to sleep.

I woke up at 8 AM, my normal skin was back! I was clean enough but decided to have another shower because today was a big day and dressed as nice as possible. Grabbed my suitcase and went to the 3rd floor. Had a good meal, and checked the time. It was almost 12 PM.

I quickly went to the Emily cashing stations and meet her. I removed the hood and sunglasses before walking to her.

She saw me and said "Oh here is the rookie star, from 1 dollar chips to the tournament in 3 days, who would have thought? Came here to watch me handling chips again professor?"

I smiled and said, "Not at all miss, I just came to do my coolest pose so I can ask you out for dinner on another day!" I then proceed to do an Elvis Presley imitation.

When I finished doing it with my eyes closed I had gathered quite a crowd. I felt a little ashamed but not so much to ask in my best Elvis voice "So this lady wants to go out with the king?"

She started to laugh very loudly and even had little tears in her eyes, while laughing she said "Yes, yes! You can take me to dinner on Wednesday, that's my day off!"

After that, we chatted a little bit before she continued working.

Finally, it was 4 PM, the stipulated time to the tournament to begin, I made strong and firm steps to the 4th and unexplored floor while carrying my briefcase.