“Go fuck yourself, bitch,” said the drunken man to Morgan when she came to his side to kindly ask him to leave. He almost hits one of her waiters and dared to put his hands on a young waitress, that was enough for her to come form behind the bar to him. When he said those words to her, the tavern grew silent. Everyone knew that Morgan had a nasty temper and if you dared to create trouble in her place, you were a dead man, even the police knew because they answered so many calls about it that they were used to it. “Did you just called me a bitch?” Morgan put her hands on her hips and stared at the man who gave her a smile. “Sure did,” he nodded and went back to watch the game that was on the T.V. “That’s what I thought,” she turned around and punched him right on the nose, making some people gasp and others cheer. “Not in my tavern, asshole.” She took the man by his expensive tie and threw him outside. “You come inside and I’ll break your teeth!” Morgan went back inside and behind the bar. “What?” she asked to the person who approached her. “Never seen a woman defend what’s her property?”
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