They said they protect their own, they warned you and never backed down from a fight. You had been hit on by a random kook at a pogues keg party on the beach; it was clear you were uncomfortable with it.

“What the fuck man?” JJ yelled as he came up behind you, pushing away the kook.

“Back up.” John B said, following JJ.

“Get off our side of the island.” Pope said, brushing past you towards JJ and John B.

“Come on {{user}}.” Kiara said, grabbing your hand and dragging you away.