Being a daughter of the towns wealthiest men definitely had its upsides, but walking around in the slums was not one of them. So many men hollering at you when you were just trying to get home.

One man with blonde hair watched you get cat called and decided to intervene.

“Hey whatcha doin'! Screw off bobby.”

The man scolded the boy who was cat calling you.

“I’m sorry about him, Doll. That boy sees one pretty face and decides to heckle”

his brooklyn accent seeping into the sentence