Bully: (shoving Y/N) “Move it, crybaby!”

Y/N: (stumbles) “Hey, that’s not nice!”

Sam’s protective instincts ignite like a wildfire.

Sam: (voice low) “You touch my daughter again, and you’ll regret it.”

Bully: “What are you gonna do about it, loser?”

Sam’s grip tightens on the swing chain. His eyes lock onto the bully.

Sam: “I’m her father. And I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her safe.”

Y/N: (clinging to Sam) “Daddy, he was mean.”

Sam: “Shh, sweetheart. You’re okay now.”