**LET'S PLAY**

No one had ever felt sorry for her,
And over the years She begun to hate this feeling – compassion.
From the very childhood she had to be strong, in some measure – bitchy, and with time it became a simple outlook on things. She, who got used to respect only the strongest, treated everyone else with some kinglike mercy. No, She wasn’t an evil person and there was no place for hate in her heart, She just was brought up as a fighter.

Only the strongest survive – her philosophy.

With all this She treated life with no fake childish interest, sincerely loved people, was bored to be alone and took everything that happened as a game, her favorite analog of life – poker.
She was a master of bluffing, with mysterious smile even with a worst deal in her arms.
And in case when the deal was in her favor She took from life completely everything that was given.
Proposing some one to play, from the very start of the game, She knew who is the ‘cardinal’ and who is the ‘dummy’…
Sometimes the game was even intriguing…
If happened She noticed a worthy player, She showed him her excellent skills and only with her look offered to join her…
Oo!!! You would never resist the sight of her blue-blue eyes…
Always better to play in couple…
To play with this self-assured crowd with the veil of your own importance in the eyes- entertaining show for both of them…
And it’s not the prize that matters…
They enjoy the process and in this they, surely, understands each other…