ext_33395 ([identity profile] why-me-why-not.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] why_me_why_not 2011-03-06 05:40 am (UTC)

Oh, Brad, why you gotta be like that? ♥

My turn.

Brad's feeling pretty self-satisfied, even though he was forcibly ejected from the bar. It was just a shitty college town hole-in-the-wall anyway. It's not like he was planning on passing through here again.

He tastes blood on his lip and grins. The saying "but you should see the other guy" totally fits this situation. And Brad was doing a noble thing, defending a girl's honor from a drunken frat boy.

He catches sight of the girl, her steps a little unsteady as she and her friend, and decides it would negate his good deed if he didn't at least offer to see them home.

The pair turned around as he approached and his girl grinned.

"Fuck, man, that was badass! Plus you just won me fifty bucks! Our bet was only that I had to get a guy to buy me a drink, but that was so fucking better."

What the fuck? Brad wondered if maybe he had a head injury after all.

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