LUSEA
Well fuck. Seems like it really isn't my night, because no sooner do I take a sip of my beer does the midwife decide it's time to come get cozy. Exactly what I didn't want, but this place has a knack for disregarding my desires.
Grinding my teeth as she slides in beside me, I carefully school my features into a well practiced and pleasant mask, half turning to fix her with a steel eyes. "It's a free country, as far as I know," I reply with a shrug, though honestly I'm not even sure it's a country at all. But that's neither here nor there.
And I owe her one for saving me. Really, that's the only reason i don't tear her throat out right here. Raising my tankard to my lips, I take a long, refreshing pull. She can talk to me, but I don't have to listen.
Grinding my teeth as she slides in beside me, I carefully school my features into a well practiced and pleasant mask, half turning to fix her with a steel eyes. "It's a free country, as far as I know," I reply with a shrug, though honestly I'm not even sure it's a country at all. But that's neither here nor there.
And I owe her one for saving me. Really, that's the only reason i don't tear her throat out right here. Raising my tankard to my lips, I take a long, refreshing pull. She can talk to me, but I don't have to listen.
she's the prettiest girl
at the party and she can prove it
with a solid right hook
