Like a spark to a drought-brittle forest, the the chaos spread swiftly, radiating into the bar and spilling out onto the streets.
Despite this, he continues to sit at the bar, glares at the person that is most definitely not his partner, and shakes his head in annoyance.]
Just a killjoy. And who the fuck said anything about a damned date?
[As he speaks, though, he does something that might seem strange - he reaches up to yank the RAC insignia off the shoulders of his jacket, shoves them into his back pocket.
Because the last thing he needs is these drunken idiots, the people that had spent all damned day spouting words of indignation and revolt, to see those and decide the RAC was somehow involved with this lunacy. ]
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Like a spark to a drought-brittle forest, the the chaos spread swiftly, radiating into the bar and spilling out onto the streets.
Despite this, he continues to sit at the bar, glares at the person that is most definitely not his partner, and shakes his head in annoyance.]
Just a killjoy. And who the fuck said anything about a damned date?
[As he speaks, though, he does something that might seem strange - he reaches up to yank the RAC insignia off the shoulders of his jacket, shoves them into his back pocket.
Because the last thing he needs is these drunken idiots, the people that had spent all damned day spouting words of indignation and revolt, to see those and decide the RAC was somehow involved with this lunacy. ]