Lucky

At their grandmother's funeral, Jonathan had been the one to receive the ring with word Luck etched into its front. It was a strange thing to have - advertising that one was lucky generally didn't bring one much luck. But it had been a gift from his dying grandmother, and he would feel rude if he did not wear the gift that she had given him, so he had slipped it onto his ring just like all the others. He was surprised to find that it fit him perfectly - he wondered if she had perhaps had the rings specially designed for each of them, and if so, why she had chosen to title them in the way that she had. He had never considered himself much of a lucky person. Sure, he had his lucky moments, but everyone did. There were certainly many people who were much luckier than him.

In the days following the funeral, he didn't notice much changing in his life. He had requested some time off following the funeral in order to recover from the shock - in truth he just saw it as a good opportunity to kick back and relax for a while. He could use a vacation. The funeral, in a way, had been good timing.

Would he ever admit that? Hell no. Did he feel bad about thinking that way? A little bit, sure. But it was what it was, and he knew that grandma wouldn't want him to go getting stressed out needlessly.

He spent a lot of that free time playing some games that he had been neglecting as his hours had increased at work. He enjoyed the extra payment, but it made it harder to find time for the things that he enjoyed doing at home - primarily playing rpgs. With the massive number of hours that went into those, they weren't something that you could sit down and play for a few minutes at a time. You really need at least a couple hours to dedicate to them, and with where he was in them, he'd need some more than that. He was grinding for rare weapon drops off of end game enemies - had been working on it on and off in the various games for a few months.

Within a couple days of getting back, he'd actually managed to get them, too. It was amazing what some persistence and time could do for him. And it was about time. But as he pushed forward, the drops seemed to be happening faster, with less effort. The one time he headed out of the house for a walk, he found a hundred dollar bill on the ground. His luck was going through the roof.

Which was when he remembered the ring. And wondered if he should take a trip to Vegas.