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tyrellheir
Sep. 26th, 2012 06:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
youngestroseCharacters: Margaery and Willas Tyrell
Rating: PG
Setting: Modern!Westeros
Prompt: #13 Brother - Drabble Table
Word Count: 171
Margaery knew that she was being watched before she knew who was doing the watching. It did not surprise her - the bar was crowded and she often drew attention. As she waited at the bar for the drinks she had ordered, she looked around until the culprit revealed himself. He shifted his barstool closer to her.
"What's your name?" he asked, a cheeky grin on his face. Margaery pretended not to hear him over the sound of the crowd and the music.
When the bartender brought her martini and a pint of lager, the potential suitor nodded as if coming to some great realization. He grabbed the glass before Margaery could and held it up for her to get her attention.
"Who is he?" the guy asked. Margaery simply nodded in the direction of the corner booth, where Willas was waiting for her. He groaned and relinquished the glass. "How can I compete with that?"
She laughed and whispered in his ear before walking away. "You can't. He's my brother."
Rating: PG
Setting: Modern!Westeros
Prompt: #13 Brother - Drabble Table
Word Count: 171
Margaery knew that she was being watched before she knew who was doing the watching. It did not surprise her - the bar was crowded and she often drew attention. As she waited at the bar for the drinks she had ordered, she looked around until the culprit revealed himself. He shifted his barstool closer to her.
"What's your name?" he asked, a cheeky grin on his face. Margaery pretended not to hear him over the sound of the crowd and the music.
When the bartender brought her martini and a pint of lager, the potential suitor nodded as if coming to some great realization. He grabbed the glass before Margaery could and held it up for her to get her attention.
"Who is he?" the guy asked. Margaery simply nodded in the direction of the corner booth, where Willas was waiting for her. He groaned and relinquished the glass. "How can I compete with that?"
She laughed and whispered in his ear before walking away. "You can't. He's my brother."
