#parkerxjackson

Parker stomped into her regular bar down the street from her apartment, her face red from the cold and her own anger. Going to a bar by herself wasn’t something she normally did but, given the news she had just received, drinking alone seemed like the greatest idea she had had lately. “You!” she called out, pointing to the bartender behind the bar as she made her way to a chair in front of him. “I need a drink. Now. And make it strong.” She snapped out of her anger for a second to add a polite ‘please’ before she came off excessively rude. ( @hurtpeoplearelethal )