St Patrick's Day (Closed to Roosevelt)
Mar. 19th, 2015 08:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Grabbing her coat Keira pushed past the crowd of drunken idiots before disappearing into the fresh, cool air outside. Rolling her eyes as she saw Aidan practically inhaling some poor girl's tonsils, she grabbed the back of his coat and dragged him away before pushing him down the street much to his protest. Seriously, being the older sister to a disreputable pair was kind of trying. Yelling at him to use a condom at freaking least, Keira turned on her heels and backed into someone taller, heavier, stronger, familiar. Which might have made her yelp a little before she turned round.
"Oh, you freaking scared me asshole!" Keira muttered as she realised exactly who it was. Punching her ex in the arm, she mock glared at Roosevelt before smiling up at him. "Thought you were someone trying to jump me on my way home."
"Oh, you freaking scared me asshole!" Keira muttered as she realised exactly who it was. Punching her ex in the arm, she mock glared at Roosevelt before smiling up at him. "Thought you were someone trying to jump me on my way home."