The wind was cold, the bitterness biting at my skin every time it hit my exposed face. "I wish I kept my freaking hair down," I told Gregor who was walking beside me, rubbing his hands together, even though he was wearing gloves. "You should buy a hat," he told me, causing me to roll my eyes, we had this argument every time winter hit the city. Gregor was all about hats and gloves, while I just preferred to have a hood up.., but I had even forgotten my coat with the hood attached. "How many times do we have to go through this?" I asked him, causing him to smirk at me before he opened the door to the bar, holding it opened while I hurried inside, Gregor right behind me.
Once inside, I turned to Gregor who pulled his hat and gloves off, shoving them in his coat pocket. The bar was large, most tables were taken from couples, or friends who were having an evening drink. A few of the corner booths were still free, which were the seats which me and Gregor both preferred to sit in, mainly so I could keep my burned face from the light, it always looked worse in the light.
"Evening boys!" Joel spoke from the bar, causing both me and Gregor to smile towards him. "Evening Joel, keeping warm?" I asked him, causing a chuckle to escape his lips. "Want me to take your coats out the back, could put them on the heating for you." He offered us, which caused us to nod gratefully at him. I pulled my coat off, passing it over the bar to him. I was wearing simple clothes, slim-fitted jeans which were snug around my hips with my plain black shoes, I had a dark green buttoned up shirt on, where the sleeves were rolled up to my elbows, showing off my muscular tanned forearms. My chocolate brown hair was pulled back of my face, in a messy bobble, just keeping it from my burn, it always seemed to hurt more in the cold.
Gregor always looked completely different to me, well he didn't have a burn on his face. His hair was short, so short it almost looked like he was bald. He had stubble framing his face perfectly, it was neatly trimmed. Gregor was much more taller than me, I only stood at 6'6ft and Gregor was standing at 6'9ft, we were both built like tanks, but Gregor was much more muscular than me.., but I was probably more defined then him. We both had lightly tanned skin, and the same dark grey smoky coloured eyes. He was wearing black slim-fitted jeans like me, which were also snug around his hips and being held up with a leather belt. He wore motorcycle boots and a blood red muscle top, which was tight against his torso, outlining his muscles, it also shown off the tattoos he had running down his arms.
"Usual boys?" Joel asked us, coming back out from the back after putting our coats on the heating. "Yes please!" Gregor asked, pulling the money out of his leather wallet. It didn't take long before Joel had handed us our drinks, letting us make our way to a corner booth. I took a seat, so I was in the dark most, Gregor taking a seat in front of me. "How's work?" He asked me, causing me to shrug my shoulders. "Same old, I have to put drunks on their asses if they cause to much trouble," I told him, causing him to chuckle before shaking his head. I worked in a local nightclub, as a bouncer.., it was mainly boring, except from the few drunks that often tried to cause trouble.
"What about you?" I asked him, taking a sip from my beer before placing the glass back onto the table. "You know I can't tell you about the station," he told me causing me to smirk at you. "I know, it's always worth a try though," I told him causing him to laugh before he took a sip from his own drink, leaning back in his chair. "Hows the love life?" I asked him, causing a loud laugh to escape his mouth. "Sandor, I haven't had a love life for the last year," he told me, causing me to snort with laughter. "Me and you both," I told him, causing him to shrug his shoulders.
"Hey honey!" A woman with dark chocolate brown hair suddenly shouted, wrapping her arms around Gregor before pushing her own lips against his quickly, I felt my eyes widen as did Gregor's. "Please go along with it, these two guys keep hitting on us," she whispered urgently, causing me to suddenly noticed the red headed woman behind her, who shot me a soft smile. I glanced to Gregor who quickly looked behind him, noticing Meryn Trant and Theon Greyjoy, they were watching us with interested eyes.
"Of course, sit down." He whispered quickly, causing the dark haired girl to smile gratefully at him before taking a seat beside him. She was attractive, her dark hair was hanging over her shoulders in loose waves, she wore no make-up, but her eyes were a hazel colour, with a strange chocolate brown outline. She was wearing skinny jeans, with a tightly fitted white top, which had thin straps, she had a jacket folded on her lap.
"Mind if I sit?" The red headed woman asked, causing me to look towards her, I felt my throat go dry. She was stunning, she had flawless pale skin, which made her bright blue eyes stand out even more. Her dark red hair was pulled off her face, in a complicated bobble, she was wearing a black vest top, with blue denim jeans, with black boots. "Of course," I quickly spoke, moving over so she could move in the seat beside me, she shot me a grateful look.
"I guess we owe you our names," the dark haired woman spoke, causing Gregor to chuckle before nodding his head. "I'm Clara Baratheon, I teach Ancient History in the university," She told us, causing Gregor to look slightly shocked, I couldn't blame him.., she didn't look like a history type. "I'm Sansa Stark, I teach Biology in the University," the red headed woman told us, causing me to turn towards her shooting her a soft smile.
"I'm Gregor Clegane, I'm a detective in the local police station." He introduced himself, causing Clara to grin at him, showing off pearly white teeth. "I'm Sandor Clegane, I'm Gregor's younger brother, I'm a bouncer." I told them, shrugging my shoulders, Sansa smiled at me, taking a sip from her glass of cola. She seemed more shy then her friend. "Do you both live together?" Clara suddenly asked, causing us both to shake our head. "No, we live a couple of doors down from each other," I told her, causing her to nod her head before taking a sip from her glass, it looked like lemonade but I couldn't be sure.
"What are you drinking?" I suddenly asked, causing her to smirk at me. "Vodka," she told us, causing Gregor to grin at her. "Cheers," he told her, holding his pint glass for her, so she hit her own glass against it, both of them taking a swig.
"I bet you they both get drunk," Sansa told me, causing me to snort in laughter.
She was probably right.