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͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ [Third Person] ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌ ﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉
"Now fuck off or I'll shoot you right between the eyes!"
Y/n took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. The young lady didn't plan for this to happen, but most unpleasant things happen unexpectedly, don't they?
She wanted to help, but he smashed the bottle near her face and now she's bleeding. Luckily, nothing worse could happen. The sound attracted another man, who ended up rescuing her from being possibly killed.
Maybe it was just Birmingham's charm welcoming her. Or a challenge.
Whichever one it is, the unknown man sprinted to y/n as quickly as he could.
"Fuck, are you okay? Are you hurt?"
He asked. Y/n hasn't opened her eyes since this drunken guy smashed the bottle, but she was now more than ready to see the man who was now surprisingly concerned about her.
She opened her eyes slowly, analyzing the rather attractive male in front of her.
"I feel quite dizzy, but other than that I'm okay. Thank you so much for helping me get rid of him. I just wanted to help but-"
The man smiled.
"It's okay, really. You're not from here aren't you?"
"No, I'm from Liverpool. I should probably introduce myself as well. My name is y/n"
The man took a quick look at her face once again before preparing to answer. He stood quite close to y/n.
