#Chapter97
Drunken Antics
Nash
After finding out that Bryson and Tiffany caused the mess, I visited Bryson. I leaned against the wall when Bryson came strolling out of a store.
/"That was a neat little stunt you pulled back there on Halloween, trying to embarrass my brothers. Then letting Maggie take the fall./" My deep voice caught Bryson off guard.
Bryson stopped. /"I don’t know what you mean./"
I stood up and walked over to him. /"You don’t know what I mean, you tool. How dumb do you think I am?/"
/"Well…/"
/"It’s funny. I don’t know what Mags saw in you. To me, you’re a weasel who prefers to humiliate others to make themselves feel better./"
/"What are you going to do? Beat me up./"
/"Nope. I’ll let big brother handle you./" I pointed at Mike, Bryson’s older brother, and Sarah’s fiancé.
/"Bryson, you little shit! Why are you giving this poor girl a tough time?/"
/"Come on, Mike./"
