‘rough touch’
Send ‘ROUGH TOUCH’ and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }
12. My muse slams yours into a wall, hard.
Mike had a bad day at work. Not just bad day, a truly horrible day. Nothing went right, and it was all shown to the wonderful people he worked with. Those around had field days with the constant mistakes of Ryan Hardy’s son. Too many comments, too many looks. He was starting to get angry at the fact he was the punching bag of the day when he had just gotten out of being the target of the universe and its bad luck.
He was going to grab the remaining beers from the fridge and guzzle them to try and get a buzz going before he wants to interact with anyone because the happy, cheery Mike is right now hiding and doesn’t want to come out. No one should get in his way, not until he’s edging on drunk and not able to throw a punch without falling on his ass.
Of course, he finds out that the beers are gone, and so is the vodka and whiskey because no one remembered to go out and get more after the last time. He’s pissed, and he needs something to take the edge off.
Sarah walking into his path was a terrible thing, as he didn’t want to make her the target of his anger, but there was nothing else. The simple ask of ‘Please go buy alcohol’ got lost and he grabbed her arm before shoving her into the wall hard, as if she was a perp, and holding her there.