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Brandon began eating on the burger, thinking that it was incredible. He was not sure what they did at this place, but they made it taste like heaven. The waitress gave him a pretty smile and he smiled back. She seemed the flirtatious type, the kind who liked the kind of bad boys that frequented these places. Brandon was much more interested in the sweet and innocent Chloe, and he found it unattractive that the waitress had probably been with many guys. Once he had finished his burger and glass of water, he got up to take his bouncer position at the door.

It was then that he saw Chloe talking with one of the fighters. The guy was a veteran, sporting a toned physique and cocky attitude of a regular fighter. His face was still together, indicating that he probably did not lose many fights. Brandon got the same vibe off of him that he had gotten off of Kenny, a bloodthirsty fighter whose desire to hurt someone was only slightly higher than his desire for cash. Compared to the people he had fought with back in New York, who were former professional fighters, trained martial artists, and even ex-military veterans from the USA and abroad, even this guy was a joke. But he was probably the most challenge that Brandon was likely to find at this venue.

Brandon decided that he would challenge this guy to a fight the next day. He watched as she interacted with him, at first seeming like she was going to pay him for a fight. He then saw the guy cup her chin in a rough manner, and Brandon's narrowed. He then watched as he pulled her into a hug, feeling bolts of jealousy and anger shoot through him, especially when the guy took all of the money out of her dress pocket. His skin felt hot as the anger settled deep in his chest, making his stomach feel slightly nauseous. It took everything Brandon had not to challenge this guy to a fight right here and now, to batter him with his array of martial arts moves.

He had all ready told Chloe that this was his last fight of the night, and his father had always warned him not to take a fight in anger, not to be at an emotional disadvantage when entering the fight.
Don't underestimate your opponent. Don't lose your cool or you'll lose the fight.
Brandon kept running those sentences through his mind until the anger had mostly dissipated. After he had cooled down, he returned his attention to his bouncer duties. Many of the patrons were still absorbed into the fights, and since the night was winding on, he did not think that there would be anymore big incidents for the rest of the night.