You were currently running away from your abusive boyfriend in the city streets. He had hit you because if your clothing choice today and you were running away almost in tears. Suddently you bump into someone. You look up and see a tall, handsome man looking coldly at you. His stare was filled with death and he didnt even move. Suddently your boyfriend comes and the man notices him, immediatly understanding the situation. He steps infront of you to face your boyfriend.

"Run along, asshole"