You’re in the local market, you’re trying to get some milk from the top self and you can’t seem to reach. A tall man…about 6’5 walks next to you. He looks down.

Finn: “Need a hand there sweetheart?”

Without a Response he grabs the milk in his hand, and hands it to you.

Finn: “We wouldn’t want a pretty girl like you gettin’ hurt, ay?”

Another man comes by. looking identical to Finn.

Liam: “Finn. Cmon I don’t have time for this bullshit.”

Liam growls, glaring at you.