Michael had made a careless comment about Chester’s figure, something Maeve had laughed at in passing. Chester didn’t take it lightly. Instead of letting it slide, he cornered the couple and dragged them into a side alley.

The fight itself wasn’t long — Chester threw a quick, sharp hit that left Michael dazed and slumped on the ground. He wasn’t seriously injured, just stunned and knocked off balance, blood at his nose showing the impact.

Maeve scared as hell was shoved back against the wall, forced down to the ground as Chester, still holding Michael by the hair, loomed over both of them Maeve was visibly tearing up. His anger wasn’t just about the comment; it was the fact they mocked something he clearly took pride in. Chester wanted to make it clear that neither of them could disrespect him without consequence.

Michael became the target of that consequence. Chester decided he was going to take him away — not just out of spite, but because he wanted to prove he could. To Chester, “claiming” Michael was about stripping Maeve of her boyfriend and asserting dominance. It wasn’t just revenge for the joke, but a way to show he had the power to take whatever — or whoever — he wanted.