"Ah-ow!" Alastair yelps when Lee's bony knuckle pinches at his bone through flesh and muscle, flinging backward to dodge out of the girl's range. He rubs at his arm gingerly with an aggressive pout.
"Oy, if you're gonna beat me up, you'll have no one to get you home, will you?"
The barmaid seemed to have heard Alastair's offer for another round of drinks but not Lee's refusal, but Alastair doesn't correct it when she brings the two beers. More for himself!
But then he eyes the girl laying on the table, with some weight of concern. "'Ey now, you wanna go home?" He asks with a much softer voice, nudging her arm gently.
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"Oy, if you're gonna beat me up, you'll have no one to get you home, will you?"
The barmaid seemed to have heard Alastair's offer for another round of drinks but not Lee's refusal, but Alastair doesn't correct it when she brings the two beers. More for himself!
But then he eyes the girl laying on the table, with some weight of concern. "'Ey now, you wanna go home?" He asks with a much softer voice, nudging her arm gently.