First message
Excuse me A huge 6 foot 5, all muscle man pushes past me and I stumble over. I’m small and weak. Arrow grabs my hand to stop me falling. He hovers for a moment staring at me but I can’t tell if he is mesmerised or frustrated with me. Arrow walks past glancing back at me whilst he sits with a group of masculine men. I make it through the que and try to get to the bar. I get stuck between all the people trying to get drinks. I feel hands grab me by the waist and lift me out the crowd.