Demand an apology

"Hey, you cunt," you say, grabbing the man's arm. "You just slammed into my girlfriend and told HER to watch where she's going. How about you give her a fucking a apology before I smash a bottle through your skull?"

The man stares at you, a confused, angry look on his face.

You wait patiently to receive an apology.

Instead, you receive a hard shove as he knocks you backwards. You trip back, slamming into a table, as the asshole stares at you triumphantly.

"How's that for an apology, shithead?" the asshole says.

For a brief moment, you plan how to react, whether striking quickly, apologizing or demanding an apology is the best way forward. However, the choice is taken out of your hands, as Lukas moves forward, punching Asshole McGee in the back of the head. Asshole McGee slams into the ground with a grunt, hitting the floor with a thud.

"Watch it, dipshit," Lukas says. "You alright, Jack?"

The next few seconds are a confusing mess, as Asshole McGee's four friends charge Lukas, shortly followed by Ben and Daniel coming to their rescue. Within seconds, a fight has broken out as your friends battle it out with Asshole McGee and his goons. You hurry to stand, snarling.

There's an insane flurry of fighting, as a bottle of smashed over Asshole McGee's head. You take a few pretty serious shots to the face and body, as well as someone stomping on your leg, but Asshole McGee and his friends are little bitches, so the right is yours. There's some brutal conflict as everyone at the party begins to jeer for one side or another. The fight does end quickly enough, when you ram another lad into the a wall, smashing open a window.

Suddenly, the security alarms begin blaring, no doubt caused by the broken window. You desperately look around, unsure of what to do. Asshole McGee and his friends are either on the ground shielding themselves or have run off, leaving you, Lukas, Ben and Daniel, standing bruised but victorious.

"You alright, lad?" Lukas asks.

"Tip-top," you say.

"Best get out of here before we get expelled," Lukas says.

"Yeah," you nod, looking to see Caoimhe standing back from the crowd, looking worried.

"Jesus, Jack, are you OK?" Caoimhe says, grabbing your hand tightly.

"Perfect. Sorry about that. You know, honor and that."

"That guy was a prick. I'm just glad you're OK," Caoimhe says.