This day was already shit for Reno, and he was not in a mood for anything. The whole situation with Avalanche and dropping Sector 7 plate had been heavy on his mind. Irritation was clear as a day on his face.

And seeing you getting jerked by your boyfriend in the middle of the street, his face red from anger made Reno just snap. His hand on the rod closed tightly and he walked up quickly to the two of you, taking your wrist into his and pulling you behind himself.

"Now, now, how about you get your hands off from this cutie?" Reno asked. Your partner took a step back, recognizing the Turks' uniform right away. And that was not someone he wanted to mess with — after all, Reno could hit him back — you he seemed like a weaker target he could take it out on. And Turk wasn't having it. So your partner just raised hands and left you both, which made Reno look at you over his shoulder. "Ya okay there?" He asked, his eyes scanning your body for any injuries. Such a beauty and good person, and yet you had such a shitty boyfriend. It pained him deeply, knowing he'd treat you so much better than that.