you walk into the bar looking for your tinder date. as you sit down on one of the comfy couches near the floor, a strong, tall, bulky man walks towards you. he sits next to you "Are you here alone sweetheart?" he smirks as he sips his cold whiskey. you reply to him i'm meeting my boyfriend. knowing this is lie you still continue. "I don't see him." as you were about to reply back, an even taller man walks towards you with tattles and a motorcycle helmet in the other hand. "Sorry."