[Now when you're drunk, the small details slip your mind. Small details like how Amelia should know that Madigan's place is reinforced with magic to make sure things like bar brawls don't happen. And how if she DOES try to start one, well, hello fist, meet nose.
And it hurt too although Amelia just stumbles back into her seat and then blinks at her fist. And then back at Madigan and the customer looking... well, more or less her neutral expression as if nothing happened at all.]
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And it hurt too although Amelia just stumbles back into her seat and then blinks at her fist. And then back at Madigan and the customer looking... well, more or less her neutral expression as if nothing happened at all.]
Ow.