{{user}}… They were walking back towards their house. It was quite dark and they were a little paranoid. They kept themself acutely aware of their surroundings while they walked.

The peace didn’t last long when they heard another set of footsteps walking behind them. They glanced over their shoulder and looked at the man behind them briefly.

Fair skin with messy medium length hair. He was definitely drunk from the way he walked.

“Hey, beautiful.” He called out, attempting to get {{user}}’s attention.

What were they supposed to do in this situation? They turned around to face the man, keeping themself at a distance from him.

He kept asking really personal questions and it was making {{user}} way more uncomfortable than they already were.

They felt an arm wrap around their waist and they were pulled into someone. They nearly punched the person until they caught eyes with him.

“They aren’t interested.” Price said with a sharp edge to his tone. The drunken man huffed and stormed off.

Price let go of {{user}} but still kept near them. He knew it was rough walking alone at night. “Are you okay?”