‘You’re a liar and a cheat!’ Sammy snapped.
‘And you’re a sore loser,’ James said, stacking chips. ‘I’d ask if you wanted to play another hand, but I seem to have cleared you out.’
‘You were crazy to bluff on a weak pair,’ Donald muttered.
‘He’s a cheat! Nobody’s that lucky.’
‘Luck’s got nothing to do with it,’ James said. ‘It’s good judgement.’
‘Well, you judged me all wrong!’ Sammy flipped the table to one side and lunged forward.
A sharp upper-cut snapped his head back.
‘If you’re upping the ante, Sammy, you’d better be able to play the game.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.