Five-Minute fiction - 23:32-23:37
Grims head bucked against the wall. He felt the thick hot cords of the mans fingers close around his neck even as the ice-cold steel of the dagger pricked the gap in his shirt and pressed against his skin.
She doesnt want to talk to you, got it? the man said his voice little more than a growl. He stank of stale sweat and even staler beer.
The thick fingers tightened around his neck and Grim felt rather than saw the world swim out of focus. He gasped for air, struggling to keep his eyes open, and the world from blacking.
Fuck im up, the fuckin bastard! He was making eyes at me Barty! the woman in question screamed from behind the man.
What right do you think you got to talk to her? Huh? You think you know her, you think just because you met her before you got any right to harass her?
Harass? Grim choked. I was merely exchanging pleasantries. She could have declined
Grims head bucked against the wall. He felt the thick hot cords of the mans fingers close around his neck even as the ice-cold steel of the dagger pricked the gap in his shirt and pressed against his skin.
She doesnt want to talk to you, got it? the man said his voice little more than a growl. He stank of stale sweat and even staler beer.
The thick fingers tightened around his neck and Grim felt rather than saw the world swim out of focus. He gasped for air, struggling to keep his eyes open, and the world from blacking.
Fuck im up, the fuckin bastard! He was making eyes at me Barty! the woman in question screamed from behind the man.
What right do you think you got to talk to her? Huh? You think you know her, you think just because you met her before you got any right to harass her?
Harass? Grim choked. I was merely exchanging pleasantries. She could have declined