WP Wednesdays: Barfight Sarah

Hi gang, and welcome to the second Writing Prompt Wednesday. I'd love it if you joined the game. The rules are simple. Read them here then go find a prompt. Happy writing.

Barfight Sarah

Her nose was broken during a tavern brawl, but she was too drunk to go to the hospital and have it set. The scar on her cheek was from a broken chair leg, and her left eye had a tendency to list to the side, thanks to the fist of a particularly beefy motorcyclist she called a lightweight during a drinking contest.

At that particular moment, she stood an inch away from a forty-something man in a business suit. He tried to lean away from her, but the solid oak bar digging into his back refused to budge. "Look, lady," he said. "There are plenty of other seats in this place-"

She closed the distance between their faces and her crooked nose touched his. "And you're in mine."

The invasion of personal space had gone too far, and the business man snapped. He put his hands on her shoulders and shoved her hard enough to toss her on her butt. The expression on his face spun from satisfaction, to regret at shoving a woman, to sheer horror when she bounced up on her feet. She was coming straight at him, her nose pointed to the right, her eye drifted to the left, and a delighted smile on her face.