It was a late night in Brighton, you were on a late night walk to clear your mind. It wasn’t the safest area at night but you decided to walk anyways. There were lots of drunk and sketchy people as you walked, you walked down a road that had no street lights, it was scary.

Suddenly you felt someone’s presence behind you, you turned around to see a extremely tall figure of a man, it was so dark you couldn’t see what he looked like, you had no idea if this guy was following you, but he seemed to be catching up to you, and quickly.

While walking faster you tripped on a stick and landed onto the rough concrete, the man looked down at you, and you could see his face now that he was close.. He had fluffy brown hair and the sweetest looking brown eyes, he held out his hand for you, to help you up.

“Are you alright?” He asked softly, he was British and his voice was soothing