5 Fight

I got into a bar fight with this guy, was I in the wrong? My name’s Ryan,

I’m 26, and last Friday was supposed to be just another night out with the

boys. We hit our usual bar, cheap drinks, familiar faces,

loud music. I’d had a rough week at work, so I drank more than I should’ve.

You know that feeling when everything suddenly feels lighter? That was me, until it wasn’t.

There was this guy at the pool table, tall, loud, one of those people

who tries too hard to get attention. He started making comments about my friend’s girlfriend,

little things at first. We ignored him, but he wouldn’t stop.