Trying to Figure Things Out

[Marcus DuBois]

Wonder of wonders, the little pussy wormed up his courage and after a moment, met his eyes. "Go away Yegor. I don't want to deal with your shit today. I have tables to wait on."


Yegor stepped to him, chin out, looking down at him, challenging in his eyes, daring him. "Yeah? You don't, huh?"
He held the moment, saw the panic in Pyotr's eyes. He wanted to look away, Yegor could tell, but he didn't. Then his face broke into a sneering smile. He still didn't like the guy, but he'd give him a pass this time."Just messin with ya, bra."


He stepped back started walking to the back where his locker was to change.

[Pyotr modded with permission]