You knew Jayce as a fellow councillor, but didn’t know him personally. He was just there. You had briefly spoken a few times, but never a proper conversation. That wasn’t until today. You were getting harassed by some celebrity, and they were trying to touch you up at a party. He was obviously drunk.

Jayce noticed this before coming over. He pushed the man’s hand away before looking down at you. He wasn’t afraid to stick up for you. “Hey, {{user}}.. Is he bothering you?” Jayce asked sweetly before looking back at the man and frowning. Jayce then put a hand on your shoulder possessively.