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Today was like any other day.
Picking up his inebriated father from the bar, after receiving his share of verbal abuse.
It was almost becoming a habit.
Natsu sighs as he recalls the events of yesterday, when his friends forced him to host a party at his house, since his dad was out again.
His dad came over to his home and shoved everyone out, yelling incoherent curses.
Natsu'd gotten scolded and was told to book his weekend full, since he'd have to clean up everything.
After hastily tugging on a leather vest over his white tee-shirt, Natsu pulls a pair of ripped jeans up onto his waist and hobbles toward the front entrance.
He grabs a pair of ebony sneakers and laces them onto his feet, double-knotting them.
Once finished, he snags the keys to his pickup-tuck from the rack, he glances around in case he was forgetting something.
Nope, nothing obvious.
The rosette's stomach grumbles loudly as he leaves out of the apartment building, his hands buried in his pockets.
He lets out an exhale as he lopes in the direction of the parking lot.
Upon getting there, he fishes the keys from his pocket and unlocks the car, which was parked right next to the patch of vibrant, pink plumerias, that he adored so much.
He smiled and opened the door on the driver's side, hopping into the gray leather cushion.
Putting the key in the ignition and twisting it, he looks into the side mirrors and drives out of the parking spot.
He rests his left arm out of the window, maintaining the steering wheel with his right.
Continuing down Kulven Avenue, he makes a left turn onto Chaluden, then another left onto Westford, pulling into the parking lot of the pub.
He grabs his wallet with his ID as he gets out of the truck, heading toward the front doors.
"S-Stop! Somebody help me!!"
A distressed woman's voice comes from inside of the alleyway.
Natsu, in curiosity, runs over to the scene, staying behind the wall.
"Oh shush, sweetheart, before someone finds you~."
The disgusting old man runs his fingers up her thigh.
"STO--!!"
She falls to the ground as the man gets punched straight in his face.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
Natsu shouts through gritted teeth, grabbing the man by the collar of his white button-up.
The blonde woman cowers behind Natsu as he beats the man to a pulp, creating multiple bruises and a gash on his cheek.
Panting and sweaty, Natsu takes a glimpse back at the woman, who was shivering with her arms wrapped around herself.
"T-Thank you..I'm sorry if I disturbed you. You must be very busy."
She bows in respect and gulps as she looks back over to the man.
"How about I take you home?"
He volunteers, gripping onto her hand and pulling her to his truck.
He unlocks the door and helps her into the middle seat of the vehicle.
"Wait here. I'll be back in a few minutes."
He sighs at how uncomfortable she seemed.
"You can..turn on the radio if you want."
He offers and she nods, fumbling with the hem of her dress.
"Oh, by the way, I'm Natsu."
He smiles softly at her.
Closing the door and relocking it, he heads inside of the pub.
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