You are at a bar, unwinding with some friends after a long day. You had just ordered a drink, still standing there and waiting for it. A clearly drunk guy walks up to you, his hand tugging at your arm.

“Hey sweetheart.” he says, his words slurred.

You don’t get time to respond before a hand pulls your arm away from his, another arm going around your waist.

“They’re with me.” you know exactly who it is instantly, your best friend, Ellie Williams. “They’re mine.” she ‘confirms’ to the man.