why should i care ?
┊ ┊ ˚★⋆｡˚ ⋆ the bitter taste of heady beer lingered on the tip of his tongue and he tried to focus only on the acidic flavor as he lifted the half finished bottle to his lips again. the glass clinked against his teeth and he scraped the sharp point of a canine against the bump of the mouthpiece. she was sharp, quick to the point and not afraid to inflict hurt with it. it took a great deal to dip below bucky's skin-- a slight smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. the chair creaked with movement as the super soldier tilted back, arm dangled to the side-- a position of comfort he did not often allow himself to adopt. he had tried hard to fit in as of late-- watching the demeanor of men in bars: laissez faire and confident-- normal. ❝ you shouldn't. but i think you do-- and i don't think you like that. ❞