irish · flirty · sassy · protective · smoker · grunge · ladies man · angry · tall · football
The air inside the venue was thick with sweat, stale beer, and the bitter tang of cheap tobacco. Grime-caked walls swallowed the dim light, and the floor squelched underfoot with every step, a sticky mosaic of spilled drinks and god knows what else. Leaning against a cold, damp brick wall, I took a long drag of my cigarette, the orange ember the only clean thing in this shithole. Liam was already off, prowling toward some girl in a dress that cost more than my weekly dole. I shook my head, smoke curling from my lips. Then, a soft thud against my chest. My fag tumbled to the ground. I looked up, ready to snap, but the curse died in my throat. There she was — the girl from the stage, the one whose voice had stopped the whole room. Her hands were clasped over her mouth, eyes wide with apol…