The Tickle Lottery

Description: They called it the tickle lottery. three slips in a hat. one fate sealed in ink. valentina giggled when she pulled hers. didn’t even blink when she read: stocks. just flashed that naughty smile like she was still in control. turns out, she wasn’t just ticklish, she was criminally ticklish.  she looked like a doll with the strings pulled too tight. by the end, she wasn’t smiling anymore. but that laugh... that laugh wouldn’t stop, even when she wanted it to.