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The man stumbled back, recoiling from the punch, which to be honest, fucking hurt my knuckles.
"AUGGGRRRGG!" The guy yelled and bolted towards me. And when I say bolted, I mean more like a drunken man's hobble. He lifted his oversized fist and went to punch me but I just moved out of the way. He stumbled, running into a chair. I heard a laugh like noise coming from y/n. The guy swiveled his head towards her and snarled at her. Her smile dropped instantly.
"You bitch, fuck you." Every time he opens his mouth all I'm getting is the smell of cheap beer. He slowly made his way towards y/n, smiling like a stick bitch.

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