@herotragedy
eyes had been following her for the majority of time that he had been at the party. jealousy had easily taken root at the sight of her speaking with someone else. her hand lingering on the other’s shoulder for just a bit too long for him to be truly comfortable with. with this, he lifts the bottle of firewhiskey to his lips and mutters to himself, “ i need to get laid. “ by someone else, anyone else. certain words left unspoken to keep anyone that might have happened to hear his words in the dark of what was going on between him and the brunette that he had kept his eyes on that evening.














