One would think that with so many guys running around looking like girls, a man would be extra-cautious.
That man would not be Tony Stark, but he hadn't guessed wrong yet. Actually, he hadn't really thought of it as guessing. How hard could it be to spot the ones sporting a set of new equipment?
Confident in his ability to do so, he strolled to the Hub completely unaware that he was about to become rather impressively wrong.
They'd thought about that. About all the chicks with dicks and dudes with boobs strolling around the island stressing about what the fuck to do when they had to go piss.
That was why Brodie wasn't allowed to touch his tits. He was glad he'd gotten in all his touching earlier.
Okay, okay, so what did Chicks do in this situation? Probably pretend they hadn't even seen the guy they wanted to talk to. Typical chick bullshit, but if Brodie was going to pass himself off as one, he couldn't pull out any stops.
After Brodie had seen him arrive, he turned back to his drink and tossed his hair over one shoulder.
Right, well, this was a slow night. Let's see, no, maybe, boyfriend, no, thought he possibly remembered her so there was a bigger chance she remembered him, yes.
Tony didn't generally bother with impulse control in these circumstances, he usually just went for the first yes and then if that didn't work out moved on to another.
"Can I- you've got one," he said, looking at the drink. "Could you finish that so I can get you a new one? It's the principle of the thing."
Maybe it was because Brodie never bought drinks for chicks that he hadn't thought to not already have one. But then, wouldn't it have looked fucking RIDICULOUS to sit at a bar without a drink.
Jesus fucking Christ, Brodie was glad he didn't have to do this shit every day. It was exhausting. Plus, that whole squatting thing was getting really fucking old.
Brodie turned and looked at him, raising his Chick Eyebrows like he'd seen Rene and Eden do like five hundred times.
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That man would not be Tony Stark, but he hadn't guessed wrong yet. Actually, he hadn't really thought of it as guessing. How hard could it be to spot the ones sporting a set of new equipment?
Confident in his ability to do so, he strolled to the Hub completely unaware that he was about to become rather impressively wrong.
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That was why Brodie wasn't allowed to touch his tits. He was glad he'd gotten in all his touching earlier.
Okay, okay, so what did Chicks do in this situation? Probably pretend they hadn't even seen the guy they wanted to talk to. Typical chick bullshit, but if Brodie was going to pass himself off as one, he couldn't pull out any stops.
After Brodie had seen him arrive, he turned back to his drink and tossed his hair over one shoulder.
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Tony didn't generally bother with impulse control in these circumstances, he usually just went for the first yes and then if that didn't work out moved on to another.
"Can I- you've got one," he said, looking at the drink. "Could you finish that so I can get you a new one? It's the principle of the thing."
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Maybe it was because Brodie never bought drinks for chicks that he hadn't thought to not already have one. But then, wouldn't it have looked fucking RIDICULOUS to sit at a bar without a drink.
Jesus fucking Christ, Brodie was glad he didn't have to do this shit every day. It was exhausting. Plus, that whole squatting thing was getting really fucking old.
Brodie turned and looked at him, raising his Chick Eyebrows like he'd seen Rene and Eden do like five hundred times.
"Hi?" He said.
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