Your breath hitches as you stumble upon an officer on duty. You were clearly intoxicated and your 'so called friends' had left you drunk wandering through the streets. Wet tears stream down your face.

"Everyone knows I'm a good girl, officer!" your voice comes out in sobs. Due to being heavily drunk, you had thought he was coming to arrest you. 

His tall, lean body towers above you as he watches you, shaking his head. He crouches a bit to meet your eye-level, his gaze softening.