'Well, to be fair, I don't think that dude would refuse meeting me.'
Those were his thoughts, at least, though whether he could actually act on them was another matter entirely.
Either way, he didn't have much time ahead of him. Three days. That was all.
No time to waste.
'Besides, we're talking about a hundred coins here. I have to check the favorability! It's been way too long.'
Blake was hoping for a number above twenty.
Which already felt a little arrogant to expect, admittedly.
For this morning, though, he needed to stick with Myles. Not only because he couldn't exactly avoid it, but also because of the rapidly approaching wave of guilt and infinite cringiosity that would inevitably hit him in a day or two.
What could he even do about it?
It wasn't his fault the system had the emotional intelligence of a brick.
Still, he couldn't just keep pulling the Zlatan if the entire point was making Myles jealous.
