He wasn't like any other guy, I have played hundreds of times with multiple different people and he wasn't like any other person I have met. He had a feeling that makes you want to run away or throw up, the person makes anyone sick to the gut. I shake my head not letting it get to me one bit, I was emotionless when it came to playing not letting anyone know what I was thinking, but the guy made it harder than usual but I stayed strong. Once I got my cards I put a big amount down, I had a good chance of winning, the guy put the same amount down and smirks, that smirk makes me want to throw up more but I didn't let it get to me and kept a straight face on like it was nothing, and the game began.