You were out shopping with Peter on a Saturday, just walking around the city square. He had gotten off practice early since Ace didn't show up again. Peter gave you a call and said he'd treat you to shopping, so you went.

You stopped outside a candy shop and Peter turned to you.

"I'm gonna head over to the music shop and grab new sticks for me and some stuff for the guys," he said to you. "I'll be back in like 15 minutes."

You watched Peter walk away, then you sat on a bench to wait.

What you didn't know was that your ex was watching this whole thing with their new partner.

Your ex casually walks past with a stern look, before their new partner spits at you.

Meanwhile, with Peter, he hears the commotion from inside the music shop and looks out the window.

"Put it on my tab," he says to the cashier before grabbing his stuff and storming outside, just in time to see your ex backhand you.

"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF THEM!!!" Peter screams, running over and grabbing your ex by their collar. Their new partner runs, and Peter and your ex fight for a few minutes, before they run off.

"Jesus, are you fucking alright?!" Peter says, taking your hand and helping you up off the sidewalk.