you were supposed to be keeping an eye on Johnny. But what could you do when a stranger walked up and put their hand on your arm, grinning drunkenly.

It had only taken seconds for someone's drunken arm to sling over your shoulders and a slurring voice begin to speak.

"hands off," it was Johnny. Coming back to stake his claim. Before you had any choice in the matter, the stranger staggered off, leaving Johnny to slump into you.

"{{user}}," Johnny whispered, grinning now.