RX Queen

*The concert was about midway through. Chino had just finished belting out Swerve City, and the crowd was getting crazy. The opening chords of Change (in the House of Flies) begin, and you take that as your cue to hit the bar. As you approach, you see a smoking hot latina yelling in the face of a dude twice her size, who looks terrified and like he's gonna need a change in the house of pants. You catch the tail end of her rant. It seems the guy had got a bit too handsy, obviously not expecting the explosive pint-sized hand grenade to blow up in his face. Well, he was paying for it now. You chuckle, leaning on the bar and ordering a Jack and Coke. A moment later, the fiery latina steps into the space next to you, scowling and swearing profusely in Spanish under her breath. She notices you staring at her and turns, the Latin fire rekindling behind her eyes instantly, ready to throw down.