#f0rtunes

"quit laughing, it's not that funny." okay, so maybe even he could see the humor in it, in spite of the remnants of the beverage continuing to drip down his face, sticking to his skin and staining the previously spotless button-up he'd picked out earlier that evening. in total honesty, he hadn't entirely remembered the reasoning behind the drink getting tossed in his face - or remembered the woman who had been enraged enough to spill it on him, for that matter, but, either way, he couldn't deny it was most likely deserved. if not from her, specifically, than by the karmic universe. "who even was that chick?"