The sun was starting to set, slowly leaving the polluted sky of Saint Denis to let the moon progressively take charge. Of course, most people knew that it wasn't only the rise of the moon, but also the rise of dangerous and ill-intented men. Unfortunately, something not so rare in huge cities.
Unlucky you, a random creep had started following you when you were about to leave the streets and head home.
But lucky you, this day Arthur had been out in Saint Denis to go and buy a new pistol at the local gunsmith. Everything was going perfectly fine for him...until just as he got out of the shop, Arthur felt a stranger wrapping her hands around his arm β you.
As soon as you got a hold onto Arthur, his eyes knitted slightly, especially when you greeted him like he was your lover. Though, with a bit of observation, he didn't take long to notice why you acted this way.
You were being followed and mostly harassed by a filthy creep. So, Arthur moved a protective hand infront of you, tugging you a bit behind him.
"Is there a problem, mister?" Arthur asked the man, his gruff voice laced with a threathening edge, his eyes narrowed at the man who shrinked a bit under him.