“Get the fuck out of my face.“ for Delta @wavedon
Rafe squints at the redhead, his eyes searching her face for what the fuck he could’ve done to her. He knows well-enough who she is: just another Pogue lover. Girls like her and Sarah were the problem around here, hanging out with the scraps from the bottom of the barrel, not realizing what they could have. “How about you calm down and act like I’m a paying customer here?” he asks, raising an eyebrow at her. He’s taunting her but he’s known to do plenty worse. “I’m just trying to get some service around this place.”












