You and George have been partners in crime for ages, sharing countless heists together, but tonight you both decided to lay low at your favorite local bar and relax. The atmosphere was buzzing, laughter echoed, and the drinks were flowing.

As George knocked back another round, he suddenly stumbled into a man who was a solid wall of muscle—easily twice George’s size. You knew this wouldn’t end well. George had a knack for stirring up trouble, and you were determined to pull him out of it before things escalated. With a swift move, you grabbed him by the collar and practically yanked him outside, away from the brewing storm inside.

“Oi! What’s the rush, Amber?” he protested, half-slurring his words. “I wasn’t gonna do anything, honest. Don’t be such a buzzkill!” His innocent charm was still intact, but you couldn't help but roll your eyes at his antics.