Geoff was trying his hardest to focus on the gorgeous girl in front of him but it wasn't as easy as it should have been. The room was spinning or maybe it was his head. If that wasn't bad enough, there was a couple in a booth across the bar that seemed to be fighting. The girl was petite with pink hair and she was screaming at the top of her lungs at a guy that looked like he could've been twice her size easily. As loud as her shrieks were, they stood no match for the voice that was coming out of the man's mouth. Geoff was wondering how none of the staff had kicked the pair out of the place yet.
Chloe had been telling Geoff a story but somewhere along the line, his attention wandered to the couple. If Chloe noticed, she didn't seem to let on. Geoff didn't know the girl with pink hair but he was worried about her safety. The guy she was sitting with had tried to touch her a few times in a possible attempt to calm her down but with no luck. When she raised her voice this him, his hand flew to her wrist and gripped her tightly.
Geoff didn't know what he was doing anymore. He could hear Chloe calling him, probably yelling as loud as the couple had been yelling but he couldn't form a response to her. Before he could figure out what was happening, he was on the other side of the bar. He had lost control of his mind a drink ago but now he was in a situation much worse. He wasn't in control of his body anymore. He approached the couple strangely calm regardless of the shouting between the two.
"We're leaving Grace." The man had risen to his feet and Geoff was right, this guy was huge. He was taller than he was by a good few inches. His eyes locked onto the pink haired girl, his brain not registering her name as the one spoken only seconds earlier. He instead eyed the tight grip the man had on her wrist. Surely, it would leave some kind of bruise on the pale girl. His eyes darted up to her face, noticing she was wearing a full face of makeup. Geoff usually didn't like dramatic makeup on women but the look suited her none the less. When his eyes glanced down this time, he noticed a collar around her neck. He was too far away to read the writing but it interested him all the same.
"I'm not going anywhere with you." Grace spat at the other individual, trying to tug herself free from the monstrosity she was supposedly dating. She always had the worst luck with partners. Her friends often described her as a bad judge of character but she was pretty sure that was just part of her reckless behavior. It was something she hated about herself yet she was stuck in a spiral of poor choice after poor choice. This was merely one in the series of bad choices that would be the rest of her life. She needed an intervention for her spontaneousness sooner rather than later.
"I didn't ask you." He was working his way towards the exit, loud girl in hand. She was obviously struggling to get away from the monster that insisted on dragging her around like a pet instead of a person. The bar was decently busy and yet nobody else seemed to be concerned for the pink haired girl who was practically pleading for someone to stop the situation from escalating any further than it had already.
"She doesn't want to go with you." Geoff was close enough to the pair at this point to say something. He was blocking the only exit to the establishment, something he hadn't done intentionally. He would've been a much better help if he wasn't already intoxicated but some help was still better than nothing at all. Geoff noticed she was much prettier up close. She reminded him of one of those Monster High dolls that his nieces used to play with. He wondered if they still played with him and felt a sting in his chest he wouldn't remember in the morning. He hadn't called his family yet.
"She doesn't know what she wants." Even in a sober state, Geoff wasn't sure that he would've been able to understand the idiocy of speaking on behalf of another person. The only person who could have any clue at all about what Grace could've wanted would be Grace herself. It didn't matter that Geoff was shorter than the man in front of him, he was positive he was heavier. He was hoping that he wouldn't have to fight the other guy. He hadn't ever been in a fight before and was pretty positive if push came to shove that he would be the loser.
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Game Over. Continue? // gawstenScience Fiction
Geoff dies. His tombstone is inscribed with "Game Over. Continue?" and a slot for coins. Awsten finds it, puts in a coin and Geoff bursts out of the grave. #1 in gawsten 1/12/19 #12 in geoff wigington 11/01/18 #13 in awsten knight 11/01/18 #16 in wa...