Joel, literally

As you round a corner, you look back to see whether you're being followed. He isn't close, at least. You feel a brief moment of relief, which is soon smacked out of you as you barge right into the broad chest of Joel Beckett; Boyfriend of one of your neighbors and bane of many a morning's peace and quiet. He utters a surprised "Oh, shit!" As you collapse in front him. "Uh, hey, Cindy. You ok?" You take his offered hand and he pulls you back to your feet. "No! Please! He's-" "CINDY!!" Joel's eyes darken in understanding as Sam's naked form comes storming into view like a raging bull.

Joel steps in front of you and catches Sam by the shoulders, then shoves him back. "What in the ever-loving FUCK is going on here?!" Sam is looking absolutely manic with rage. "Get the fuck out of my way, worm! She and I have a GAME to finish!" "Yeah, I don't think so! Get out of here before I call the Auditors. They may be a bunch of pervy freaks, but they really don't take kindly to ****."

"****? She wanted it! We're in a GAME!" "No we're fucking not!" More people are appearing from every direction now, and Sam is looking around frantically. "We agreed the GAME wouldn't start until you came inside me, and you haven't!" You cross your arms and grin at him from behind Joel, unconcerned with your increasingly public nudity. "And even if you were, " Joel breaks in, "If the GAME required her to fuck you, she wouldn't be able to run away. Last chance, asshole. Scram."

Whether it's the angry mob forming all around him or the adrenaline receding, the crazed expression on Sam's face recedes. "Fine. Cindy, I'll be waiting for you back in the bar tonight. You're going to love what I have planned for you!" With that, he turns and runs back in the direction of your room, presumably to get at least some of his clothing on. The bystanders let him pass, then most slowly move back to where they came from. Some of them, mostly male, seem quite content to stay and ogle you now that the immediate danger has passed. Joel looks around at them angrily, but doesn't say anything to them. "Come on, Cindy, let's get you cleaned up, huh?"

By the time he leads you into your room, Sam is long gone. "Do you need me to call anyone? Should I get you to a doctor? The Auditors?" You shake your head as you pull on some underwear. "No, no, I'm fine. Actually, no, I'm far from fine, but I have more urgent stuff to do!" Joel is visibly confused, and you can hardly blame him. You throw on a top and grab a pair of jeans, then elaborate. "Look, there is a GAME. ok? Just not between me and him. Long story short, I've got a ticking time bomb inside of me, and if I don't defuse it that asshole is going to literally own my ass, permanently. So, I'm super grateful for your help, seriously, but I need to get on with fixing this right fucking now!"