the bar was loud with music and conversation. you took multiple shots of water, pretending to be intoxicated to reel in the bait. dain was on the other side of the bar, chatting with an associate.

you glanced behind you, noticing one of your and dain's targets staring at you. from the looks of it, he had a few drinks in him already, yet still managed to flirt shamelessly with you.

the guy called out for you, hiccups occasionally interrupting his speech, "heeeey...! what's a... cutie like you doing here all alone?"

before you could respond, the guy was interrupted by a hand grabbing his shoulder.

"i think she's good, man."

it was dain.