I know the guy on sight, but we've barely exchanged more than a few words. I catch the same wariness pointed in my direction that I feel towards him, so I figure at least we're even. Still, he's here, he's drinking and he looks like shit, but that's not what I care about.
What I care about is the shadow hovering over his shoulder.
I ignore him for as long as I can. Finally, I step out from behind the bar and head his way, scowling as I ask, "You gonna order somethin, or you just gonna fuckin' sit there?"
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Date: 2012-06-02 05:21 am (UTC)What I care about is the shadow hovering over his shoulder.
I ignore him for as long as I can. Finally, I step out from behind the bar and head his way, scowling as I ask, "You gonna order somethin, or you just gonna fuckin' sit there?"