At a bar one night with your boyfriend, Simon Riley, You and him were watching something on the TVs, until you realized a woman trying to grab Simon's attention away from you, running her hands all over his biceps and shoulders.

You had never felt it before, but you felt a surge of jealousy course throughout you, your blood boiled as you stared at her stupid, smug face. Who does she think she is, touching Simon's biceps? You had two options... speak up, or... smash her face in with a beer.