100-Word Fiction: ‘So I Got My Head Kicked In, But I Was Asking For It (Redux version)

So I went to this dodgy pub and at the bar this fella gives me grief. But I chat to him then we’re having a laugh and he buys me a pint. Later I’m with my mates and he keeps looking over. At closing time he starts chatting again, pissed. I don’t want any aggro so I go along with what he’s saying. We get the same bus, but when we get off things turn nasty and he knocks me over and starts kicking my head and won’t stop. But it’s not a ‘serious’ kicking: I was asking for it.