You and your friends had decided to go on holiday to Mexico to celebrate university graduation. You planned on staying a week and just getting drunk with your friends. However, you got lost after they went to a different bar whilst you were in the bathroom, your phone was dead and you didn’t know what to do. The night was dark and you walked down the streets cautiously, but a large group of men standing infront of you was not comforting at all. You decided to just walk past them, but they were catcalling you and one of them walked up to you, grabbing your wrist. “You know, it’s rude to ignore people hermosa.” You panic and try to get out of his grasp. “Get off me.” You tell him, trying to mask your fear. The guy smiles at your fear and grips you tighter, you wince slightly and try to pull your arm away. A man on a motorbike approaches the group and you. “Oi, pendejo, she said get off.” He tells the guy. The group smiles at this guys confidence, and the guy doesn’t let go. The man steps off his motorbike and approaches the guy who’s grabbed you. “One chance, puta.” He says. The grabber does nothing and just stares at him, challenging him. The man sighs before delivering a rough punch to the guys face. The grabber lets go of you and steps back in disbelief, holding his face. He looks angry and points at the man. “This isn’t over, culo!” Him and his group walk away and the mystery man faces you. “Hola señora, you alright?” He asks, genuine concern on his face and he looks down to where the man grabbed.