Stranger Than Kindness // Susan+Sebastian

tagalongsusan replied to your post: [text] Sebastian! Do you think pepper spray is too harsh when telling some bloke “I’m not interested?” -SueM [text] Now he’s crying -SueM

[text] I’m on the sidewalk outside of the Kona club -SueM [text] There’s a crying bald ginger next to me. Fucker -SueM [text] Please come get me.

[text] 10 minutes. Don’t let him out of your sight, yeah? -SM

Sebastian grabbed his helmet and a the spare as he flew through his front door, slamming it shut behind him and pelting down the stairs.

He kicked the engine of the bike into gear and took off at a speed, racing through the streets of London towards the club that he hated so much. Full of drunken trash, half of them full of God only knows what diseases. He weaved through traffic, ignoring most red lights, and almost took out a drunken group of gaggling girls in his haste to get to the club.

He pulled to the sidewalk out the front, spotting Susan close by. As she wandered towards him he shoved the spare helmet into her stomach and tore his off his head, glancing about and looking for the ginger boy.

“Where is ‘e?” He growled, glancing about.