Post by Jatta on Feb 5, 2011 10:39:09 GMT -5
jatta sat cross-legged on her bed, playing with black poker chips that were in her hand. She hadn't played in a while, but she still knew how to play; very good, in fact. Her father began to teach her when she was three, and she had been playing ever since. But the only problem was, she hadn't anyone to play against.
