**chants** bar fight!Everlark!!
Anon…you have no idea how much heartache I went through to write this
for you. I started something almost immediately after you sent me this
message, back in November (cringes to the max). But I just didn’t have
the will to finish what I started so I sat on it. When I finally
returned to try again, the dreaded in-laws were sucking all the
creativity from a one hundred mile radius. Two more scrapped versions
until I finally managed this. I hope you enjoy my humble offering. My thanks to @peetabreadgirl for pre-reading to make sure I hadn’t completely lost my writing mojo. If it still sucks, blame her. I kid, it’s all on me. RATED
E: Because it’s me. And I somehow found a way to turn this into porn
with a little plot.
The jukebox will need to be replaced. It’s cracked in three places and stuck on “What’s New Pussycat,” a fact that took them about twenty minutes to realize before Thresh tried smacking the thing around to get it to shut up – with no luck. He had to unplug it. The tinkling of broken glass being swept up provides a fitting accompaniment to the questioning as Darius flips open his tablet and levels Katniss with a serious look.
“Can you tell me how the fight started, Miss Everdeen?” She scowls at his use of a formal name for her, like he doesn’t spend every other Saturday in here, knocking back beers with his cop buddies, flirting shamelessly with her, and avoiding whatever fight he just had with Glimmer, his girlfriend.