( First of all, he'd fully shoot down the notion of being compared to all the assholes that wander in here trying to get into her pants. Equally not interested; he might not be old enough to be her father, but he's closer to it than not. Second of all, he's six foot two. Not that it matters. He's not on Tinder, and men who brag about their height tend to be compensating for how short their dicks are, in his esteemed opinion.
He picks up on the tone shift; shifts tones with her. His lips press into a flat, unhappy line, and he spends a short couple of seconds just studying the look on her face like he might somehow telepathically divine how this conversation's gonna go.
Thinks he has a pretty good idea. Thinks it probably isn't gonna be great, but he's nothing if not willing to own up to what he does. So. )
Sure, if that's what you want.
( He could also just get the hell outta here and find another dive bar to frequent. Wouldn't dig in his heels about it if she asked him to, but if this needs to be a conversation first, fine. He'll man up for it.
She'll know exactly where to find him forty-five minutes from now. )
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He picks up on the tone shift; shifts tones with her. His lips press into a flat, unhappy line, and he spends a short couple of seconds just studying the look on her face like he might somehow telepathically divine how this conversation's gonna go.
Thinks he has a pretty good idea. Thinks it probably isn't gonna be great, but he's nothing if not willing to own up to what he does. So. )
Sure, if that's what you want.
( He could also just get the hell outta here and find another dive bar to frequent. Wouldn't dig in his heels about it if she asked him to, but if this needs to be a conversation first, fine. He'll man up for it.
She'll know exactly where to find him forty-five minutes from now. )