the thing about being deceptively small is that people—large, drunk people especially—don't tend to take you seriously. unlike others in his position, Levi can't just glower menacingly at would-be troublemakers from the shadows and expect it to be enough. nine times out of ten they won't even see him in the first place, and then when he does have to approach someone, they tend to look down on him in more ways than one, drunk or sober. this guy seems no different.
what he can count on is being underestimated and thus having the upper hand, even against people easily twice his size. just as expected, this one doesn't see him as a threat at all when he issues a final (read: only) warning: what's a shrimp like him gonna do about it?
the answer to that question, as it turns out, is that he's going to grab the guy by his dumb ugly shirt, drag him bodily all the way across the bar, and then quite literally throw him out the door.
so much for not making a scene.
there's a bit of a hush in the room as guests watch it all unfold, and at the end of it, Levi instructs the guy never to come back and shuts the door. turning around to see half the bar looking at him doesn't exactly please him either, which he communicates with a scowl; it's enough to get people to stop staring, at least.
finally, he heads back to Alex, rolling his eyes at the ridiculousness of the whole situation. ]
Sorry. We don't get assholes like that very often. Are you alright?
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the thing about being deceptively small is that people—large, drunk people especially—don't tend to take you seriously. unlike others in his position, Levi can't just glower menacingly at would-be troublemakers from the shadows and expect it to be enough. nine times out of ten they won't even see him in the first place, and then when he does have to approach someone, they tend to look down on him in more ways than one, drunk or sober. this guy seems no different.
what he can count on is being underestimated and thus having the upper hand, even against people easily twice his size. just as expected, this one doesn't see him as a threat at all when he issues a final (read: only) warning: what's a shrimp like him gonna do about it?
the answer to that question, as it turns out, is that he's going to grab the guy by his dumb ugly shirt, drag him bodily all the way across the bar, and then quite literally throw him out the door.
so much for not making a scene.
there's a bit of a hush in the room as guests watch it all unfold, and at the end of it, Levi instructs the guy never to come back and shuts the door. turning around to see half the bar looking at him doesn't exactly please him either, which he communicates with a scowl; it's enough to get people to stop staring, at least.
finally, he heads back to Alex, rolling his eyes at the ridiculousness of the whole situation. ]
Sorry. We don't get assholes like that very often. Are you alright?