Dec 3, 2014
"----No, I'm not paying," Ryder retorted - albeit quietly - as he leant forward across the table with his elbows atop the wood. He knew that they knew he had the money, hence their comment on him obviously forking out, like he always did. But tonight, he wanted to have a little fun. Wanted to get a little adrenaline pumping through his veins - and maybe he was drunk, and it was a bad idea, but the grin on his face told them precisely how much he didn't care. "We -- are gonna make a run for it."
