ย ย Well, if this ainโt sexual harassment at itโs finest! Gojyo wants to stick his hand somewhere alright, like, right up this guyโs ballsy ass! Heโs not sure which part of this smug little assholeโs attitude offends him the most, or which to fly off the hook for first; The fact heโs just interrupted precious seconds Gojyo could have spent picking up one of the establishmentโs numerous hotties at the bar or the insinuation that heโd cheated in a game heโd won fair and square!
โGot no idea what youโre talking about, but if you wanted my hands down yerโ pants so bad, all you had to do was ask. Paying little card tricks and accusing me of shit I didnโt do ainโt making me hard one bitโNow, if youโll excuse me.โ
ย ย Nonchalant, he barges past scarface, making a beeline straight for said bar where the women were crowded and thirsty and just waiting on a handsome redhaired saviour to whet their whistle and hopefully a whole lot more later on.
โKeep the smoke yeah? Thatโs the closest youโre gettinโ to this mouth tonight.โ
ย ย Hand thrust in the air, he bids the stranger a dramatic wave goodnight, not even a glance over his shoulder.ย
ึabito narrowed the plum depths of his eyes at the stranger. A flicker of doubt bloomed within the dark realm of his mind. What if he had made a mistake and accused this most unsavory being before himย -but innocent of cheating-ย for a crime he did not commit.
Speculation raised an eyebrow higher than normal.
Justice dictated that he get to the bottom of this!
He took in a long drag of the cigarette, it tasted like pure debauchery. He held in the darkness, drinking in the nicotine rush before releasing a plume of smoke that barely cascading towards scarlet hair that had dismissed him.ย ย
โ May I have your attention.ย โ It was not a question, it was an order. He was taking it. The entire establishments attention! Sabito moved to hold up the ace card that had mysteriously dropped during the last round.ย
โ S o m e o n eย from this table had a little extra luck on their side.ย โ Instantly the crowds of patrons buzzed with heated agitation, like a hornets nest. Sabito always one for dramatics, tossed the card into the air, it fluttered in an arch towards the winner.ย
โย Your guess is as good as mine as to whom that would be~ย โย
ย A high roller who sported a bowler hat stepped forward and added fuel to the fire.ย โ I ricken tโwas that red haired fella! โ He spewed the verbal call to action, igniting the rabble of drunken bar flies.ย
More men jumped up from their chairs, one approaching Sabito.ย โ Whatโs it to you buddy?ย You look like a cheater too! With that, there, FANCY colored hair of yers! Makes me wanna kick yer ass! โ He barks, spittle flying. The tainted burn of alcoholย upon his breath, of which only fueled the fire of the moment. The patron then grabs a handful of the Demon Slayers uniform and pulls an arm back to deck him.ย
A full on bar fight erupted. Fists flew, bottles broke and men charged the crimson haired winner, intent on taking back their coin but Sabito was too busy, immersed within the middle of it all himself.ย
