Bar Fights (Fight Club Challenge-Charlie)
Drinking with Devon, his asshole of a roommate was probably a bad idea, Logan reflected. He'd accepted the invitation out without giving it too much thought, but now the jackass refused to shut the hell up.
Logan downed another beer, hoping that he would get less annoying through the pleasant haze of alcohol.
"And that girlfriend of yours... I'd definitely do her," Logan caught the last bit of that ramble. "If you ever decide you're done with her, let me know."
He slammed down his beer, and turned to his roommate. He stood up, puffing his chest out.
"You want to say that to me again?"
"Sure thing," Devon agreed and stood up, crossing his arms with a grin. "I said-"
His sentence was truncated as Logan's fist impacted squarely with his jaw. Devon reeled, and then dove at Logan.
Before Logan quite knew what was happening, several others had joined the fight and he was now parrying drunken blows from all sides and taking the advantage to work out some of his aggression as he fought his way through the crowd.