Roger was completely silent now as he tried to listen to whatever fragments he could of the conversation on the other side of the room. Mostly parts from Clif as his drunk voice carried across the bar. There was another man now, singing quietly at his table. Roger didn't hear as much as he would like, but he would still know when to shoot the kid in the head.
He glanced back at them, and saw the kid looking at him. Staring at where his gun was. The littl' bugga knew. It was the new way he was sitting he knew. More comfortable when concealing a weapon. He eyed the kid once, giving him a warning glance, sending entire sentences to him by only staring him in the eyes: If you do anything. Anything. I'll be here to shoot you in the head. And I won't miss.
[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.
' Wrote:Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.