Perspective is a funny thing;
Stirling Thomas, those two words alone were enough to have anyone running in the opposite direction and cowering in fear.
The town has heard all of the rumours, they know he has just been released from prison and they...
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Potent, icy cold and clear, Lu sure did know how to make a dry martini. The gin was obviously expensive and it tasted slightly floral. However, I was still at the point of sipping elegantly from a gleaming glass, so bonus points to me.
"Another?" She asked, looking at my almost finished drink.
"No thank you." I swallowed down the last gulpful. "Anymore and I'll be under the table with my panties down by my ankles."
Stirling took his eyes off Kingsley to look at me, it was the only time he pulled his eyes away from his brother and I don't blame him to be honest, Kingsley was fucked.
He had drank entirely too much and was dancing with Maddox, drinking even more. It was uncomfortable to watch. He was drinking excessively because he was sad and attempting to drown his sorrows.
"Is your boyfriend a little... you know... fruity?"
"Fruity?" Stirling questioned, a voice full of intimidating demand. He was pissed off with all of us I think.
"Gay, is he gay? He's dancing very close to Maddox, they look like they're about to kiss."
We exchanged a look Stirling and I. I waited for him to answer, he waited for me to answer and Lu just waited for an answer in general.
