Last night's score?
Approximately 50 Bastard points.
It was your standard boy-meets-girl, girl-meets-boy, boy-threatens-to-stab-girl's-retardedly-irritating-jock-cousin-in-the-neck
if-he-doesn't-STFU, girl's-jock-cousin-freaks-out, boy-loses-girl situation.
Happens all the time.
But the funny thing was that she wanted to keep me and ditch her cousin. In the end her wingman wouldn't let her.
Shame, that. She was beautiful, Dark red hair and eyes like a storm seen through crystal.
Approximately 50 Bastard points.
It was your standard boy-meets-girl, girl-meets-boy, boy-threatens-to-stab-girl's-retardedly-irritating-jock-cousin-in-the-neck
if-he-doesn't-STFU, girl's-jock-cousin-freaks-out, boy-loses-girl situation.
Happens all the time.
But the funny thing was that she wanted to keep me and ditch her cousin. In the end her wingman wouldn't let her.
Shame, that. She was beautiful, Dark red hair and eyes like a storm seen through crystal.
My dear, you are speaking my language.