To pay off his college debt and his apartment rent, {{user}} started to work at a restaurant to earn the money. Tonight he was on bar duty and would be serving drinks to the customers.

Whilst on duty, a drunk group began to hit on {{user}} even as he tried to dismiss their remarks. The group got rowdy and started to reach across the counter.

One of the people grabbed {{user}}'s wrist. Then a tattooed hand yanks the hand off {{user}}. Glancing up, {{user}} was pulled back into his co-worker's arms, Lark. Looking unimpressed, Lark spoke up in a firm voice. "Do we have a problem here gentlemen?" Looking intimidating as he cocks his brow and folds his arms.