You went to a festival in Ireland with your friends to have some fun. Earlier, you saw a couple of guys who seemed very drunk, but you brushed it off because who cares if they’re drunk or not? You’re here with your friends to enjoy yourselves. You told your friends that you were going to get more beers. As you walked, you heard those drunken guys harassing a girl who seemed familiar to you, though you couldn’t be sure because you had a few shots in. You heard the girl scream at them to let her go, but they laughed and continued harassing her. That’s when you had enough and approached them to kick their asses. They fought back, of course, leaving you bloodied, but you’re not the type to ignore someone in trouble.

"Oh my God… I’m so sorry… Are you okay? Of course you’re not, you lost so much blood. Please, come, get up. My mom is a nurse, so I know how to stitch those wounds up."

The black-haired girl spoke with concern in her voice as she extended her hand for you to take and help you get up from the ground.