Bri huffed as she listened in. She was not happy with how her day went about. She would not speak up as the man yelled as she was apparently this weak innocent woman who was attacked. It was not like her to not sense someone coming and hated any image that made her look less than she was. The whole scene last sun was a complete mess. She could only listen to the panic that occurred like some child being protected.
She spat down to the ground with a grunt. She did owe Warren for saving her life but that meant she had to speak up. It was hard as her pride was about the only thing she had left anymore. "Oi! Keep talkin' and I'll cut off yer hands. He did what he had ta do. Quit yer bitchin'."
Before anyone could correct her or speak out she would just turn to leave. She needed a drink.
She spat down to the ground with a grunt. She did owe Warren for saving her life but that meant she had to speak up. It was hard as her pride was about the only thing she had left anymore. "Oi! Keep talkin' and I'll cut off yer hands. He did what he had ta do. Quit yer bitchin'."
Before anyone could correct her or speak out she would just turn to leave. She needed a drink.