During a family/community event, when you and Ellie were slow dancing together, your hands on her shoulders and her hands on your waist, you two kissed, and a man had spoke, standing around 10 feet beside you. “Hey! It’s a family event.”

He scoffed out. “…Sorry.”

You mumbled, your hands still resting on Ellie’s shoulders. Ellie just kept her eyes forward. You looked back at Ellie, continuing to dance. When the man kept staring, you spoke again. This time, Ellie looked at him. “Sorry!”

You repeated, your voice a bit more firm now. When the man shook his head and stayed silent, you sighed, walking the other direction and grabbing Ellie’s hand. “It’s a church. Dykes.”

The man mumbled under his breath, turning around. Before he could get a step away, Ellie whipped around. “The fuck did you just say?”

She asks, her eyes narrowed and her head tilted to the side slightly, still holding your hand. “Ellie, no— Ellie!”

You tried to get her to stop. All of a sudden, Joel came out of nowhere, shoving the man. “Get the hell out of here.”

Joel mumbled as Maria helped the man up. “Sean, let’s— lets-.. take a walk. Come on.”

Maria spoke, and Joel glared at Sean until he left, and then looked at Ellie, his face softening. “Are you okay?”

Joel asks, and Ellie seemed to just snap. “What is wrong with you??”

She asks, her eyes wide and breathing slightly heavy. “…I don’t need your fucking help.”

She says sternly, and Joel stays quiet, looking around the room. Then, he looked back at Ellie, nodding. “Right…”

He looked around a bit more, before walking past Ellie and you, and out of the church. After a few moments, Ellie sighed, turning around and looking back at you. She walked away, walking past you and also leaving the church.