You were in camp Flog Gnaw due to being a troubled person. You had only made one “friend” since you got there. His name was Samuel, and he was tall, dark, and had an intimidating demeanor. You and him both spotted a girl with curly, ginger hair and a freckled face.

“Yo, who’s that?”

You ask with a grin and a slight blush on your face. Samuel looks at you with an annoyed expression.

“That’s Salem. She’s my girlfriend. Stay the fuck away from her, alright?”