Greer/Abe
"Old arse licking...smelly half-witted...goat lovin'...barmy fucking CODGER!"
Greer growled as he rolled blindly across the dingy alley and gripped at his shoulder which was screaming in pain after connecting solidly with the cobblestone beneath. He snarled several more swears as he finally found enough wits to sit up and cast a glare toward the doorway he'd just flown through. There he saw his supposed best friend who was howling in laughter emerge and grip onto the wall just outside the door (Greer was certain Booth was too pissed to stand at this point). The laughing slowed and Booth gasped for breath as he tried to ask if the other man was all right, but only succeeded in getting out one unintelligible word before more laughing burst out of his mouth.
"Yeah, laugh it up, you wanker," Greer said gruffly with a scowl as he rubbed his sore shoulder. "That's the last time I let you talk me into asking the barkeep to dance."
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