The crowd got louder for a moment, a loud laughing group of men entered, heading straight for the bar and looking quite drunk already. As they cleared the door1way, a tall young man was left looking through the space. His eyes locking on Rogue immediately. At his side, his hands curled into fists and his face hardened into a hurt frown.
The man looked away long enough to walk to an empty table and slouch down in a chair. His eyes going back to the girl with white and brown hair as soon as his butt hit the wood sticky with spilled beer.