Continuation for @shubeifongÂ
Rolling her eyes at the mans retort, she rubbed her cigarette out on the hard side of the soul of her boot before discarding the butt to the ash tray located on the bar counter top. Frustrated was an understatement for how she was feeling, she was made to deliver a package of goods to a local shop only for the offer to go sour, thus resulting in the small bit of blood caked in her hair and the light bruise forming on her chin. She didnât anticipate murder before lunchtime, nor was she thrilled to have to dispose of bodied before the evening hours, and now she was slightly intoxicated, on a rage rush, and just looking for an excuse to be crude in order to vent her anger. But, in her defense, he was being slightly obnoxious, that and he looked way to young to be at a bar.Â
âThat a threat, brat? Iâd watch that mouth of yours before I send you back home in a body bag or not at all.â leaning back, she cocked her left leg up and rested it on the counter top. âYouâve been looking over at me since I got here, if anything I would have assumed that you were the one that wanted to piece of my ass. Not to mention youâre not subtle in the slightest.â













