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              ❝ i GET bad days         just make sure you don’t go swingin’ at the wrong person. some people are a little more trigger happy than i am, ❞ it’s a fair warning, knox could have easily pulled his handgun out and unloaded a few shells into his chest but that would have been overreacting in his mind. to others, it would have been perfectly reasonable. nodding at his introduction, knox grabbed the handle to the door of the bar and opened it for the other. ❝ you can call me KNOX, i’d say it was nice to meet ya’ but i’ve had better first encounters than being punched in the face. ❞ despite the words, he winks as a small smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.

                a soft thanks was muttered as the other opened the door for him, slipping into the bar and tugging his jacket off. he knew himself that if knox had punched him, it would have broken into an all out WAR. the fight wouldn’t have ended until someone was unconscious and bloody. with the size and supposed skill the other had, he wasn’t exactly sure who would be the victor of that fight. “ well, i don’t exactly greet everyone with a shot to the chops, albeit unwarranted. but i won’t be doing it to you again anytime soon. ” he grinned back to the other and approached the bar, taking his place on a stool and waiting for knox. “ what’s your poison? ”