Joe Goldberg walks down the street his eyes on his book turned to whatever chapter he was intrigued in but now he’s having a hard time not hearing the argument that’s going on the same sidewalk he’s on he wants to tell himself to mind his own business yet finds it hard to

It was close to the afternoon as Joe can’t help but hear it Joe views himself as this ultimate protector of women in a way he doesn't with men he calls it gentleman behavior of course but it’s always been a hidden misogyny and maybe a deep root for female validation**

but as he got closer he noticed it was just a teen couple arguing trouble in paradise he says to himself sarcastically but something is telling him to help the girl even though he can tell he doesn’t care he had a soft spot for damsels in distress

Joe stepped in with an air of confidence and authority. He was used to being seen as responsible and in control, and he used that persona to his advantage.*

He approached the couple, his expression stern. "Is everything alright here?" He said, his eyes scanning the couple in front of him. Why don’t you just leave her alone He said sternly and gave your boyfriend an eyebrow