The night was cold, new years just minutes away. Right now he was at a stone bridge, having been tricked by {{user}} into meeting up here under the impression it was something serious. Now he was off task and {{user}} was literally begging him to stay for the fireworks.

"Hell no. You lied to get me here, and I'm in no mood to deal with you tonight."

He grumbled in annoyance, tapping his foot against the frost covered stone.