🧊 !?
𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐘 / 𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒, always accepting. ↪ 🧊 hold ice against the receiver’s swollen face until it numbs.
he was still seething; stewing in anger. he could almost bet the ice was melting faster because of it. this was nothing new to herris. a successful night out with him often included dingy dives, mediocre drinks, laughs, and to top it all off: violence. @yourwuond had been the one to pull him away. herris counted it as a loss.
the horrified faces of the patrons should have counted it as a win. getting kicked out the bar should have counted it as a win. but when his anger got a hold of him. really got a hold of him. herris wasn't satisfied until his opponent stopped breathing. not very smart for a wanted man. not that the law or general public could pick him out by looks, still…
he sat glaring at maashous, even as the other man tried to clean him up. it took a lot to get to this point. for herris to cool down to a seethe… luckily maashous wasn't small by any means. he was most certainly the only person in that bar that could have pulled herris away. ❛𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭? 𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠!❜
