You were in John’s office amidst another argument with your boyfriend, who’s also your Captain. You reached your breaking point and decided to end things with him – or tried to.

John approached you closely, his figure towering over you intimidatingly. He leaned down towards your ear, his facial hair and breath brushing against your skin.

“​​No. Nobody gonna pu' up with yuh shit the way I’ve don', darlin’,” he spoke in a harsh whisper, his British accent deep. In his mind, you needed him.