@lockwords requested a randomized drunk starter
“Get out.” Emma hissed the moment she saw him walk in the pub. Quite frankly, she didn’t have the authority to kick him out, she really was just another customer like he was, but she also didn’t want to be in the same place as he was. Placing her nearly empty glass on the counter(she could always get a new one later), she made a beeline for Edgar. “I said get out!” She repeated, not bothering about the attention it brought on them.















