Emotions

The sound of chips clattering and shuffling was deafening. Two tables to my right, an older man man was typing furiously on his phone. When I looked over, the chat bubble had your profile picture. I dropped my chips on the ground, startled by this discovery. My hands shook as I picked them up. I told you what I saw, and you accused me of spying on you, and blocked me. I woke with a start, and only then realized in the dream I was using my phone without a case. There were also two girls at the game who started talking to me.