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by this point sean was out in the garden and definitely pushing on being drunk, a couple of shots away from giving no fucks. he’d been holding back tonight due to being in emma’s house and trying to keep it together enough to avoid the hostess, but he just wanted to have a good time. he was holding his bottle of beer at an awkward angle between his thighs, desperately trying not to spill it as he pulled his denim jacket off. in all honesty, he was just too lazy to walk the five or so paces to the nearest table. his next goal: to tie the jacket around his waist and dig out the crumpled cigarette in his back pocket that he’d stolen from a pack on the side when no one was looking. @b-tchcraft
Jesmender: Haha a fight....
Jesmender: Whatever
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There was only one way to deal with rude people, twist their dominate arm with enough force that you lose count of how many times they’ve apologized. That’s exactly what Harley was doing. The older man had decided to get a little handsy, and Harley really wasn’t a fan of those that thought they could without her permission. With her heel jammed at his neck Harley applied just a tad bit more force, a smirk on her lips. “Sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear ya.”
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