[ She huffs out a laugh, he hears it as clearly as he sees it on her ugly face. Blood boiling, he can feel his hands clench into fists, whilst beer continues dripping onto the floor, leaving small, comical puddles by his feet. Distantly, he senses people moving near him but he doesn't give a shit. This smell... He wipes his nose again, convulsively, but it's over-powering. For a second or two, the floor between them flashes darker, seems to turn decidedly wooden and there's no way, absolutely not, he won't have it...
Eyes narrowing all the way to slits now, he crosses the floor in a burst of speed that leaves someone gasping by his elbow, probably some useless little queer trying to wipe the floor or whatever they're good for, he's not here to judge. Without pausing, without taking even a second to reflect upon just how bad this would look, spattered across the front page, he reaches out, fingers closing like a vice around the girl's wrist, right above the hand still holding her empty beer glass.
He grabs her. And he squeezes, hard enough to make the small bones under her skin strain beneath his fingertips. ]
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Eyes narrowing all the way to slits now, he crosses the floor in a burst of speed that leaves someone gasping by his elbow, probably some useless little queer trying to wipe the floor or whatever they're good for, he's not here to judge. Without pausing, without taking even a second to reflect upon just how bad this would look, spattered across the front page, he reaches out, fingers closing like a vice around the girl's wrist, right above the hand still holding her empty beer glass.
He grabs her. And he squeezes, hard enough to make the small bones under her skin strain beneath his fingertips. ]