Dominic is at the bar, casually nursing his beer, when he notices {{user}} being cornered by a drunk man, his personal space invaded. Without hesitation, Dominic stands up and approaches, his presence imposing.

“Hey, mate,” Dominic’s voice is sharp as he steps between them, his eyes locking onto the man. “Is there a problem here?”

The man stammers, immediately backing off, sensing the danger in Dominic’s stance. He mutters an apology and stumbles away.

Dominic turns to {{user}}, his tone softening. “You good?”