Feisty!Ginny
He was blatantly coming on to her, and Ginny didn't like that. She appreciated subtlety in her men, and the honey-blonde boy standing in front of her was anything but. Oh, and she already had a boyfriend. That too.
"Darling, you can't handle me," she said, and abruptly spun on her heel and left.
Heading outside, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment, trying to calm her alcohol addled mind enough to wander back to her flat.
As she started walking, she noticed a guy strolling past, eyeing her up. Cute, but not exactly subtle. Struggling with the urge to flip him off, Ginny held her head high and continued down the street.
A carful of men drove past, wolf-whistling, and rolling her eyes, she shouted unintelligibly after them.
Stupid bloody asshole men.
