It had to be like ten 'o' clock in the morning...or was it later? Evan didn't know and he didn't care. A yawn rolled out of his mouth as he rolled over on the couch in the living room of the apartment he shared with Devin, his roommate who was still in his room sleeping.

[i]Thud![/i]

Failing to pay close attention, mostly due to the confusion caused by his hangover, Evan rolled too far over and ended up falling on the floor. Shocked away, Evan looked up at the clock on the wall to see that he had slept well into the afternoon. Fortunately, he was off from his mediocre job today. He let out another yawn and planted himself back down onto the couch. The television sat in front of him turned off. How was going to spend his free day? Would he surf through channels, play a video game, or maybe he would go outside for a walk? Evan mulled over the possibilities before deciding to go for the walk. The weather outside wasn't all that bad. Maybe he would finally have some good luck and met the girl of his dreams.

Speaking of good luck, Evan felt the pocket of his shorts only to discover that something small was inside. Funny, he didn't remember putting anything there. Then again he didn't remember much from the night before at all. Curious to see what it was, he slid his hand into his pocket, grasped the object, and pulled it out. He held the die between two of his fingers and raised an eyebrow.

"Oh yeah," he said as it suddenly came back to him. 

It was odd, he found the die lying on the ground out back of the apartment complex by the dumpster when taking out the garbage yesterday. It wasn't everyday that one found a die so he picked up and took it for himself. Plus, which was even odder, Evan recalled that he felt as if the die wanted him to pick it up. Putting the die back into his pocket, Evan got dressed, left his apartment, and headed towards the nearby park. Upon arriving he sat down on a bench and looked at the mysterious die in his palm. 

[i]Just what am I going to do with this thing?[/i] Evan wondered. 

He wasn't much of a gambler. There were a group of guys who often played dice games in the park. That wasn't Evan's cup of tea for they were all risk with little promise of reward. But, if his die was rigged, then maybe he could use it to turn the tables in his favor and score him some extra money. Of course it was highly unlikely that the die he randomly found on the ground was tricky in any kind of way. Yet, Evan knew there was something special about it. It couldn't be just luck that he found the die sitting near the dumpster. Or maybe it was just another person in his building's trash that fell out of their bag when they went to throw it away.

[i]As the saying goes - one man's trash is another man's treasure.[/i]

And with that thought in mind Evan rolled the die across the ground in front of him.