Authors Note
I promise this gets better! When we started this there was almost no editing going into it and we wrote this in about 30 minutes. So it does get better, chapters get longer, and characters are being developed.
Morgans POV
I'm standing behind the bar with Ron. Around us, Ally is leading the bar fight. Ron is drying dishes as I watch Ally crack someone over the head with a pool que. "Eat that, bitch!" She yells.
"So," Ron asked. "How did you end up with these people? Starting bar fights every weekend and doing god knows what else every other day."
Ally turns away from the fight and leans against the bar. "Well, thats a long story." She ducks under a glass that went flying.
"Yeah, it started when I was a dumbass who didn't have pockets on her pants," I said. Ally seemed busy, so I took over the story. "We saw the boys in an alley, they saw us see them, and the rest is history"
Ron looks at me, mildly concerned and somewhat confused. "That can't be all there is to it! You're college students for God's sake!"
Ally turns from the fight again. "Well yeah, thats not the whole story. It goes more like this..."
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