Paige
I guess sometimes we all get
Paige scoffs lightly, knowing that with the traditional rules of the game it couldn't actually make fifty-two. Except Ludo wasn't one to play by traditional rules. Nor did she think he wouldn't cheat so he could win. "Alright, lets see it then. Not sure I believe you." Her tone is lightly accusatory, the way a kid's is, full of playfulness and no real irritation. She lifts up her own cup, revealing her six dice, and an array of numbers that makes up twenty-two.
"Higher than eighteen. I might have you beat." If it didn't cheat, of course. Not that it really mattered. It might still let her ask her question if she let it win.
"Higher than eighteen. I might have you beat." If it didn't cheat, of course. Not that it really mattered. It might still let her ask her question if she let it win.
Some kind of haunted
