"Ugh...i hate this so much..." Norixx thought to himself as he hung out with his friends at a bar, drinking his sorrows away.  His friends laughed and chatted loudly, adding to his headache he already had from stress. He looked around the bar, looking for a way to escape this hell. He noticed someone across the bar, a boy with deep black hair, wearing a baggy hoodie, along with a ragged man talking to the boy. He noticed the man's hand on the person's thigh, the person looking obviously uncomfortable. Norixx took one more swig of his beer before getting up, walking over to the two. "Hey. Can i help you? This is my partner." Norixx said, glaring at the man. "Oh..uhm..." the man stuttered, getting up quickly to walk away. Norixx sat in the man's seat, looking at the person. "Hey, you're okay now, im an officer." Norixx said softly, the person nodded back. "Whats your name?" Norixx asked. "...Xavier.." Xavier mumbled, looking down. "Lovely name, well, you should be safe now, would you like me to stay here til you leave?" Norixx said warmly, freezing up when he noticed Xavier looking ill. "Sir.?" Norixx questioned, seeing Xavier pass out. Norixx quickly caught Xavier in his arms. "Shit shit shit...that bastard drugged him...!" Norixx thought to himself, gritting his teeth in anger.
Norixx sighed and carried Xavier out of the bar, gently putting him in his car, turning the ignition on and driving back to his apartment.

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