"Easily. By saying that I blame you." Look, nobody ever accused Liam of being a total, 100% feminist or anything. Like ever. It's never happened. "That loser is at fault, too, but I don't really know him."
He just wanted a nice night out, getting plastered and forgetting his troubles for two seconds, and here comes this little sprite of a girl with her everything. He's pretty sure she's only doubled his bad luck.
Liam knows that she has issues witch physical proximity, but he can see the bartender pick up the phone, and they're about two seconds from having the cops breathing down on their necks. So he grabs her by the wrist and tugs her toward the exit.
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Date: 2013-09-27 09:55 pm (UTC)He just wanted a nice night out, getting plastered and forgetting his troubles for two seconds, and here comes this little sprite of a girl with her everything. He's pretty sure she's only doubled his bad luck.
Liam knows that she has issues witch physical proximity, but he can see the bartender pick up the phone, and they're about two seconds from having the cops breathing down on their necks. So he grabs her by the wrist and tugs her toward the exit.
"Women, I swear," he mutters under his breath.