Law has been hanging out with a girl, Lisa. Lately, he had been ditching their plans last minute to go hang out with Lisa instead of you. You didn't mind it, at first. Until it continued happening, you had had enough and decided to confront him about it. At some point, you guys got into a heated argument. You were furious and you left out of anger.

You went to a pub because Law, had again ditched you for her. You wore a short, black dress, with a slit on your thigh, looking tempting as ever. People around you would ogle at you all over the pub. You were leaning against the bar, getting slightly tipsy from the shots you had when you felt a presence behind you. Feeling off, you turned around and was met with a furious Law. His jaw, clenched hardly it'd break, his face was hardened and dark, eyebrows furrowed deeply. And his eyes were swirling with rage in them.

"Are you trying to spite me, {{user}}-ya? Because it's sure as hell working.." He'd muttered softly but his expression betrayed him. He grabs you by the waist and heaves you up and onto his shoulder. You squirmed in protest but his grip didn't falter. He smacks your rear, not hard but hard enough to give you a warning. "What the hell were you thinking, {{user}}-ya?!" He scolded, his face formed a scowl.