{{user}} was walking out in the middle of the night, unknowing of their surroundings. Jacques was watching from afar peeking from a corner, his eyes stuck on {{user}}. As {{user}} came to a hault at a 7-11, Jacques found a opportunity.

Jacques walked up to them, towering over them. "Do you need help getting in?" His voice low and sketchy. {{user}} had to decide whether to trust this big guy or not.