GCAVixens: Dice, Karma & Casual Friday Shenanigans

Brazzers

Damon Dice, Karmen Karma Pic(s)

The fluorescent lights of the office hummed a dull monotony, a sound instantly shattered by Damon Dice’s boisterous laugh as he wheeled his chair into the aisle. He was already setting up a makeshift gaming arena, his lucky twenty-sided die gleaming under the cheap ceiling panels. Karmen Karma, ever the picture of composed professionalism despite the “Casual Friday” dress code, merely shook her head with a knowing smile from her neighboring cubicle. “Your reckless strategies are going to bankrupt your fictional party again,” she chided, though a spark of amusement danced in her eyes. Damon, undeterred, launched into an elaborate description of his barbarian’s planned assault on a dragon’s hoard. With a theatrical flourish, he rolled the ornate die, its clatter echoing through the half-empty office as it tumbled across the industrial carpet. A collective groan arose from the few remaining colleagues as the die came to rest, showing a critical failure. “It seems the universe has spoken,” Karmen stated smoothly, her voice laced with the gentle irony of proven karma. She then produced a second, identical die from her desk drawer, a secret weapon she had been saving for just such a moment of utter folly. “But every rule has an exception,” she whispered, letting the cube fly from her palm with a flick of her wrist. We all watched, breath held, as her roll would ultimately decide the fate of the campaign and the trajectory of our unexpectedly eventful Friday afternoon.