♛ - jacqueline regan
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[where]outside the resturant [mood] surprised/concerned [tagged] jahseh [doing] watching a fight
one minute, the two were casually chatting, finishing their dinners, and the next jah was in the waiter's face, sticking up for jackie.
the waiter was beginning to go to far with the compliments. she obviously wasn't amused by the compliments and it got to the point where it was starting to make her uncomfortable, but before she could speak up, it seemed jah was already on it. jah's voice was stern and he said exactly what she was going to say, but the waiter didn't seem to care. she heard him call her something rather unpleasant, and it seemed to set jah off to a point of no return. he told the guy to square up and she immedaitly knew jah wasn't kidding, and the waiter made a huge mistake mocking jah's height. the waiter seemed to have a death sentence and decided to engage in the fight, walking outside. jackie grabbed her back, setting her credit card down on the table in case they didn't come back in. jackie walked outside, unsure of the whole thing, gripping her hand bag tight. people didn't seem very concerned by the fight, so thankflly it looked like the two could settle it without to much frenzy. "you don't have to do this, jah," she called out, not wanting him to get in another fight because of her when he was already in a weakned state from last night blows. her warning didn't seem to faze either of them, and the waiter made the first move but jah expertly dodged the fist thrown at him, tackling the guy. she sees jahs hands slink around the waiters neck but is pushed off, and it seemed to go downhill from there. for a moment, she thought jah was passed out and she was about to run over into the middle of the fight, but in a plot twist jah surprsied the guy, slamming his head on the ground and the guy was knocked out. when jah stands up she runs over to him, wrapping her arms around him, thankful he stood up hor her. she stayed in his arms as the manager ran out, demanding what happened. "your waiter was harassing me and threw the first punch against my-" she caught herself. "against my friend. im sure that the media would love to hear one of the classiest places in new york has such horrible service," and just like that, with her charm and smarts, she convinced the manager it was the waiters fault, which was true. the waiter put it on himself. she turned and looked at jah, frowning slightly. "you didn't have to hurt yourself for me, we could have just left. but thank you," she said, flattered jah would do something like that for her. she felt oodly protected and she wasn't even dating him.
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[where]outside the resturant [mood] surprised/concerned [tagged] jahseh [doing] watching a fight
one minute, the two were casually chatting, finishing their dinners, and the next jah was in the waiter's face, sticking up for jackie.
the waiter was beginning to go to far with the compliments. she obviously wasn't amused by the compliments and it got to the point where it was starting to make her uncomfortable, but before she could speak up, it seemed jah was already on it. jah's voice was stern and he said exactly what she was going to say, but the waiter didn't seem to care. she heard him call her something rather unpleasant, and it seemed to set jah off to a point of no return. he told the guy to square up and she immedaitly knew jah wasn't kidding, and the waiter made a huge mistake mocking jah's height. the waiter seemed to have a death sentence and decided to engage in the fight, walking outside. jackie grabbed her back, setting her credit card down on the table in case they didn't come back in. jackie walked outside, unsure of the whole thing, gripping her hand bag tight. people didn't seem very concerned by the fight, so thankflly it looked like the two could settle it without to much frenzy. "you don't have to do this, jah," she called out, not wanting him to get in another fight because of her when he was already in a weakned state from last night blows. her warning didn't seem to faze either of them, and the waiter made the first move but jah expertly dodged the fist thrown at him, tackling the guy. she sees jahs hands slink around the waiters neck but is pushed off, and it seemed to go downhill from there. for a moment, she thought jah was passed out and she was about to run over into the middle of the fight, but in a plot twist jah surprsied the guy, slamming his head on the ground and the guy was knocked out. when jah stands up she runs over to him, wrapping her arms around him, thankful he stood up hor her. she stayed in his arms as the manager ran out, demanding what happened. "your waiter was harassing me and threw the first punch against my-" she caught herself. "against my friend. im sure that the media would love to hear one of the classiest places in new york has such horrible service," and just like that, with her charm and smarts, she convinced the manager it was the waiters fault, which was true. the waiter put it on himself. she turned and looked at jah, frowning slightly. "you didn't have to hurt yourself for me, we could have just left. but thank you," she said, flattered jah would do something like that for her. she felt oodly protected and she wasn't even dating him.


