/throws loaf of bread at him/
SHANAYNAY SAYS WHAT? | | | Accepting
such was his little easy going smile until an entire loaf of human bread was thrown at him. emmett had his back turned just chatting with other people, something he found too easy to do down here in new york. the feeling of the bread hitting him square in the back of the head made his smile fade to that of a more serious i’ll-kick-your-ass look. thing was...he didn’t know who threw it. so, irish nature perking up, his chest swelled out, his hands clenched into tight granite fists, and his voice rose through out the downworld bar,
‘ whoever threw that, fight me like a real man! i’ll kick your ass, i’ll kick everyone’s ass, i’ll even kick my own ass! step up son! ’

















