LIAM
"Well, you can tell me to my face boy." A voice speaks from behind me. I down the drink and turn around, feigning surprise.
"Oh, you are here? You have saved me all the time from coming to look for you."
"Why are you talking to my girlfriend? Do you wish to die?"
I point at the bartender, who is now avoiding eye contact. "Her? I thought she was single and free to mingle."
"She is taken," the big tall man crosses his arms as he looks down at me. I am by no means short but the man is like a bear, very tall and big too.
"I don't know man, she looks like she doesn't belong to any man. Clearly, the one in her life is doing a terrible job."
"What did you say?" his arms uncross and he towers above me.
"Hey man, I need space can you back up a little?" I laugh as I put my hand in front of me but he slaps it away.
"Why the fuck are you looking for me and talking to my woman?"
