' YOU DON'T NEED TO COWER, YOU KNOW. ' sighing wearily into his glass of wine, break doesn't even look into the direction of ashton as he speaks up. they're relatively close to the table where he originally got the glass from in the first place, so it makes sense for the man to stumble across him without meaning to— is he squatting behind the table?
taking another sip, he crosses one arm over the other, tips the heel of one shoe into the ground a couple of times. ' i'm not going to beat you up again ... as long as you don't give me any reason to. wouldn't want to make a scene unnecessarily, hm? '
@leafslash / (peace emoji)














