"Heya. The name's Miskie. I was wondering if you wanted to trade cards with me." A power-weeb called out.
The woman in front of Helix was cute, albeit plain-looking.
She had dark, wavy brown hair and light brown eyes to match.
He figured that she would compete with pretty girls if she wore makeup as they did.
However, he found her [cute despite zero fucks given] vibe charming.
Helix looked down at his palm.
"Spoken to twenty people… check.
Daring, not manipulative… check.
Honest… check." He muttered to himself while pretending to check off boxes with an air pen.
He touched his neck without looking at her and pulled out a card.
"I'll trade you this card for any card of my choosing." Helix offered while looking back up at her.
He showed her the back of the card.
"However, I'm not going to show you what this card holds."
Miskie narrowed her eyes at him with an interested expression.
"Is this a trust game? Or are you hopin' to watch the world burn?"
