Tobiah Djordjevic
Well-Known Member
- Messages
- 74
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Seeing Somebody
- Age
- 9/2020
"We're going to have to ask you to leave, Sir or we're going to call MLE"
"WHAT?!" Tobiah exploded on the bar's manager, eyeing the bouncer beside her who already had his wand at the ready. They'd been at this for the past five minutes, a stand off of sorts that had grown increasingly louder. Tobiah wasn't entirely drunk, though he'd been well and happily on his way there when the idiot had commented on the protest that had taken place several months before. It was old news already, so Tobiah had been well on his way to ignoring the man until he'd begun blatantly lying to the group he was with, bragging about seeing the Scitorari kidnap people and the Aurors fighting tooth and nail for the public. It'd been so laughable and so false that he'd felt compelled to reply, his words harsh and full of snark.
And now here they were. Him sitting at the bar, having hexed the braggart who was sitting on the floor now that his bar stool had been destroyed, a rather obscene addition to his face and Tobiah seething at the bar staff. "You know what? YOU KNOW WHAT?! I don't even want to be in this f---ing place anymore" he shouted, slamming his drink onto the counter before he whipped his arm out of the grip of the bouncer. "Don't touch me" he hissed as he headed for the door. He kept his eyes forward, ignoring the whispers that accompanied his steps. As he was escorted past the doors, Tobiah turned around for one last word but the bar's door was slammed in his face. He swore, kicking at the door for a moment before he sagged against the wall. "At least you didn't get arrested this time, Djordjevic" he muttered to himself, pulling out a smoke as he began to walk away.
"WHAT?!" Tobiah exploded on the bar's manager, eyeing the bouncer beside her who already had his wand at the ready. They'd been at this for the past five minutes, a stand off of sorts that had grown increasingly louder. Tobiah wasn't entirely drunk, though he'd been well and happily on his way there when the idiot had commented on the protest that had taken place several months before. It was old news already, so Tobiah had been well on his way to ignoring the man until he'd begun blatantly lying to the group he was with, bragging about seeing the Scitorari kidnap people and the Aurors fighting tooth and nail for the public. It'd been so laughable and so false that he'd felt compelled to reply, his words harsh and full of snark.
And now here they were. Him sitting at the bar, having hexed the braggart who was sitting on the floor now that his bar stool had been destroyed, a rather obscene addition to his face and Tobiah seething at the bar staff. "You know what? YOU KNOW WHAT?! I don't even want to be in this f---ing place anymore" he shouted, slamming his drink onto the counter before he whipped his arm out of the grip of the bouncer. "Don't touch me" he hissed as he headed for the door. He kept his eyes forward, ignoring the whispers that accompanied his steps. As he was escorted past the doors, Tobiah turned around for one last word but the bar's door was slammed in his face. He swore, kicking at the door for a moment before he sagged against the wall. "At least you didn't get arrested this time, Djordjevic" he muttered to himself, pulling out a smoke as he began to walk away.