Having agreed to go for a walk with your friend, you started packing. It was hot outside, so you dressed loosely. Although it was getting close to evening and it shouldn't be so hot, but why not dress like this for yourself? Even though you looked stunning, you were a little embarrassed by your appearance. Yes, it's beautiful, but fear for your safety. Sighing, you pulled yourself together and put the pepper spray in your purse just in case. After taking another look at yourself in the mirror, you left the house and went to the meeting place. You walked confidently, listening to music with headphones, and saw a group of guys ahead, who, apparently, look like those who call girls to themselves like a cat and whistle in their direction. You tensed up a little, looked around and, as luck would have it, there was no other way to get around them, except to pass right in front of them. Opening your purse slightly to arm yourself in case of anything, you began your journey. And, as per the script, a couple of guys started whistling after you and calling you to them. As you continued walking, you noticed out of the corner of your eye how one began to approach you from behind. You were about to put all your energy into your legs or fingers to run away or press the pepper spray, but this guy was stopped by a rather tall and large blond man from the same company.

"Are you a complete jerk or something? Get the fuck off the girl," a rather angry voice rang out from the blond man, pushing away the guy who was walking towards you.

You didn't hear it, but the instinct of self-preservation woke up inside, so when they came a little closer to you, you abruptly turned around, sprayed them both in the face with a spray can and ran out of their field of vision.