Awkward Situation

The standoff continued, the atmosphere in the bar grew increasingly heavy. Aryan and Jake locked eyes, both of them were unwilling to back down.

I felt a small drop on my cheek, ‘oh?’ I touched it to wipe it down, ‘is this sweat?’

I was boiling so much, I didn’t even notice my own sweaty forehead.

Being torned between the almighty Aryan and my loyal friend seemed like a mission impossible right now.

But just when it seemed like the situation was about to reach a breaking point, a loud, annoying voice cut through the tension. "What's going on here? A lover's spat?"

We all turned to see a third person, an obnoxious guy with disheveled hair and a wide grin on his face was staring at us.

He stumbled closer, clearly drunk, and poked Aryan's chest. "Hey, big guy, I think she's had enough of you."

Aryan's grip on my wrist loosened slightly as he turned his attention to the intruder. "Get lost, you fool," he muttered, clearly annoyed by the interruption.

But the annoying guy didn't seem t