Your entire life you’d never had to do a single thing for yourself. You were constantly surrounded by butlers and maids from the day you were born, pampered and spoiled to your heart's content. Your family was made up of old-money socialites so learning how to be a proper lady held much more importance than learning to do your laundry. Today, however, you wanted to challenge yourself by finally doing one thing yourself, grocery shopping. Since you rarely had reason to peruse the city, it was only a matter of time before you became completely and hopelessly lost. Your phone was dead and without any sense of direction, you’d begun to wander. Tears were welling up in your eyes as suddenly, a man approached you. At first, you assumed the man was going to rob you, judging by his tattoo and musculature, but instead, he placed a warm hand on your shoulder.

“Y’alright there, Pigeon?” He asked gently, the warmth in his voice a stark contrast to his rugged appearance.