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A local pub patron has this evening gathered the required points to reach the next level of his Friday evening session.
After deleting three schooners with quick ease this afternoon, Sione Washington (24) has finally achieved access to the his subconscious map of the venue floor plan, which instinctively leads him to a stable of ten or so buzzing poker machines.
While taking a mouthful out of his ice cold schooey on a mild autumn arvo, Sione activates a glowing beacon inside his head that shows him where to find the steel hardware he needs in order to part with the twenty dollars left over in his wallet from lunch.
While Sione says he’s only going to have a quick slap, he admits that there really is no way he can avoid the magnetic pull that comes with holding this fourth schooner. He’s heading straight to the Brickies Laptops.
While winding through the pub with the schooner outstretched in front of him, Sione’s point of view is currently quite reminiscent of the first-person shooter video games he used to play.
Just this time it's a first-person schooner game.
His mates, who joined him earlier in his journey tonight, are not yet ready to face the boss of this level – and will most likely wait until he comes back from his habitual gambling to ask which machines he reckons are paying out – or more specifically, which machine he just lost money on.
