960 Ticket Slips, Part 2

Well, I never would have expected this. There was probably a higher chance of me predicting the day's lotto number before my crystal ball would ever swirl something like this up. 

To think… Amanda gifted me these tickets long ago for Ash's sake. And now here Ash was proposing to keep it safe for Amanda's, believing it just had to be hers. 

Altruism was one giant loop, and the both of them were forever stuck running laps on it around themselves, generating enough kindness in the atmosphere to equal out all the cruelty in the world potentially. Maybe. 

But before I go ahead and clear up any well-meaning misunderstandings, there's one thing I still need clearing up myself. 

"Before anything else, Ash," I said, making sure to lay the doubt on thick. "There a good reason how these tickets wound up in your room, or am I gonna have to start locking my door just in case?"