“Dude, back off. Just leave me alone— Don’t touch me! I’m just trying to get home— hey! what the… what the fuck is wrong with you, you asshole—”
"Hey---" Nic shouted from behind the male who seemed to continue to screw with the prey he allowed his eyes to pindown. The closer he got, the easier it became to tell that the male had been drinking. The odor of liquor almost too overwhelming, even for Nic. At the sound of his voice, the male seemed to turn, and his mouth had opened. Whatever was said had been missed, as Nic swung into the jaw of the other. With enough force that it'd knock him off his ass, and in his drunken state, the male couldn't find it in him to get up. Allowing Nic the opportunity of driving a forceful kick in the other's gut. A grunt escaped his lips, before Nic kneeled down, placing the drunken individual's face in between his hand, he tilted his head up. Giving Nic a good look at him. "When the lady says stop, you stop." He told him, "When the lady says no, it means no. If the lady had originally agreed, and she changed her mind, it means no. When the lady tells you to leave her alone, it means no." He explained, slowly, "If I see you bugging another lady, that clearly doesn't want anything to do with you, next time, I'll make sure you'll missing a few fingers." Nic stated, before giving him a few quick pats against the side of his face, and then stood. He looked over at the woman, "I'm sure that would've been less physical," A lie. "had he not continued to interrupt my meal. You good? Did you need a ride or anything?"