The maiden in red eats in a hurry, creating a mess around her. She keeps her sword nearby.
Matt then spins a random sword as he taps the table in frustration.
"You can't tell a stressed lad what to do, lady." Matt said in frustration.
"I insist you mind your business." The maiden looked up from her plate to Silvera.
"Hun... I'm the bouncer, stressed people especially should not have weapons"
"Then find someone to CENSORED F-BOMB around with instead of messing with a stressed lad like myself."
"I don't even have the energy to argue anyway."
"Look, can you leave me the hell alone? Your starting to tick me off now." Yikes, Matt isn't in the mood.
"..." Matt would then grab his weapons out of her hands. "Honestly, your starting to anger me now, like stop talking to me. I'm stressed and tired right now."
The maiden in red placed her empty plate on the bar counter. She then grabbed her sword and left the bar.
Matt then walks back to his seat and then spun his sword by the handle.*
“Quite the interesting set of people around here, I must say.”
He was making chocolate custard for tomorrow.
Dobermann wrote:
“Quite the interesting set of people around here, I must say.”
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