"Dude don't say things like that. Yuki is gonna freak out." Jun taunted, pushing some clothes off his bed to the ground. He climbed through the ladder and landed on his bed, yawning. "Run off bruh, go get that your ugly rash checked out before you infect everyone."
Yuki raised his finger up to retort, but let it be. "You are just angry cause I made ¥20,000 cash from you two and you lost. When millionaires talk, don't join unless you don't want to be beaten to pulp."
Jun flipped him off lazily from his bunk. "Keep flexing, Lust King. One day your virtual sugar mommies are gonna ghost you and then who'll be laughing?"
"Still me, from my penthouse," Yuki shot back, slipping into his sneakers and grabbing his hoodie from the chair. He zipped it halfway, tossed his phone in his pocket, and grabbed a face mask from the nightstand.
