![]() The Last ChipA Story by DincanNikita stood by the window, watching the rain trace crooked lines down the glass. Behind him, the hum of his old laptop filled the quiet room " the same laptop that had opened a new world to him. A world where everything came down to a single bet. He started playing just for fun. Then for the rush. Eventually, he wasn’t even sure why. The screen blinked again: “Place Bet.” Nikita rubbed his face. Memories flashed " the first win, the laughter, the Bluetooth speaker he bought with the prize money, the calls to his friends. But there were other memories too " quieter, heavier. Days like today. He took a deep breath. His hand hovered over the mouse but stopped. Instead of clicking, he closed the tab. For the first time in weeks. Stepping outside into the rain, he let the cold drops hit his skin. And in that moment, he felt something strange " relief. Today, he chose himself over the screen. © 2025 DincanAuthor's Note
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