Duncan

you were walking alone down a street when a strange man walked up to you man: hey, sweetheart. what is a pretty thing like you doing out here all alone? you don't answer oh, so you're not a talker...? he pauses I like that. he backs you up against a wall. soon, Duncan shows up out of nowhere. he hits the guy over the head with a metal pole Duncan: Y/N, what were you thinking going out here alone!?