Uncomfortable Poker Game
The room was buzzing with tension, and Richard’s poker friends shifted in their seats. They sensed something was off, eyes darting between me and Richard.
One of them finally broke the silence, chuckling a little to ease the mood. ‘Hey, Richard, you got something on your mind?’ he asked with a grin.
But Richard just forced a smile, clearly caught in his own thoughts. I could feel the prickly anticipation in the air, waiting for the inevitable chaos.