Nathan Green

Furious, I speed through the streets, my grip tight on the steering wheel. The moment I spot the bar you mentioned, I pull up outside and wait, eyes burning with anger. Then I see you, stumbling out, laughing with your friends. My glare locks onto you, and I throw the door open. Get your drunk ass in the car. I command, my voice low but deadly serious I’m taking you home. You hesitate, the grin slipping from your face, but before you can protest, I snap, voice rising to a shout NOW!!!