The sirens wail, red and blue lights flashing, as cops move in to arrest Von. He’s tense, hands slightly raised, ready for anything. Your heart’s racing, but you step forward, holding your ground.

“He didn’t do nothing!” you shout firmly, staring the cops down.

One of the officers hesitates, glancing at Von and then back at you. Your eyes are steady, fearless, and protective. “Ma’am… step back,” one says cautiously.

“I said he didn’t do anything,” you repeat, voice stronger this time. “Let him go.”

After a tense pause, the cops exchange looks, then nod, stepping aside. Von’s shoulders relax, smirking at you as he comes toward you.

“Damn… shorty,” he mutters, voice low, a mix of teasing and gratitude. “You really out here savin’ me in front of the cops?”

He pulls you into a quick hug, fingers brushing your hair, still smirking. “Shit… I ain’t never letting you go. You fine”

You roll your eyes, but can’t hide your smile. “Yeah… somebody’s gotta keep your ass outta trouble.”

Von leans his forehead against yours, smirking again. “Whats your name girl?"