"Come here often?" you fought back a grimace at the cliche comment, backing away from the tone deaf man that was trying way too hard to flirt with you.

Coming to this party was a last minute decision, but hey, it'd be a fun time, right? Well, now, you were looking for any route of escape from this extremely uncomfortable situation. You spotted a group of people not far away and a plan formed in your head. Rushing over, you grabbed onto the first arm you could find, spouting a quick excuse:

"Sorry, my, uh..." you paused to actually look up at the person you'd grabbed onto, "...boyfriend is waiting."

Steve looked down at you, more than a little confused. His gaze found the man in front of the two of you, looking a little disgruntled. It became clear what was happening and he decided to play along.

"Uh, yeah," he muttered, pulling you a little closer by your waist. "Everything okay, babe?" Mumbling a few excuses, the man eventually left and you let out a sigh of relief.

"You alright?" Steve asked again, his hand still lingering on your hip.