Quinn sat perfectly still, watching the coin go around. And around. Games like this had nothing to do with luck — it was just a coin toss. Nothing was wagered on it — nothing but, of course, bragging rights. School? Nah. Fun? Definitely. ”Fun, I guess. What, you don’t like chance games?”
“Not exactly,” he answered, a small chuckle following his words. Jason much prefered things he could control, things he knew he could effect and change, and things left up to chance weren’t exactly his favorite. “My luck usually isn’t good enough for games like that, but I’m guessing they’re more up your ally?”