Gatsby found you pinned against the wall in one of the dark, back hallways of his mansion. The party roared on, having masked the sounds of your cries. You were just there to have a good time, but this person wanted to have their own good time with you, regardless of whether you were willing or not. Their prodding hands latched onto you uncomfortably, unmoving as you begged for them to let go.

Gatsby saw this happening and hurriedly stepped in, pulling the person away from you. He put himself between you and them, aggressively shooing them away. He turned to you.

"Oh my, are you alright?" He spoke gently, but loud enough to be heard over the music.