ain't no friends of mine
#3
[html]


Any shame he had been feeling disappeared as he heard a loud commotion, followed by an even louder voice. 'What the fuck--' Giggle started, unable to quite make out the other's figure in the intense darkness. He could, however, tell that the other man was very, very drunk. He didn't move off the ground, and then began to inch around, looking for something to defend himself with. 'What-- fuck, uh, who are you?' His voice was gruffer than usual. He hadn't answered the drunk man's question, yet, either, and he didn't particularly want to. He couldn't tell if he was being propositioned or threatened at the moment, and didn't particularly want to figure out which it was, either.
[/html]


Messages In This Thread

Forum Jump: