Give a bribe to your hero

… that’s what you were going to do.

But you don’t have a chance to thank your savior… in a proper way... because just after the third robber got down, the police forces into the bank.

Men in helmets and bulletproof vests overflood the hall. They aim at you and other hostages, making you raise your hands again, then inspect you and finally let you go to the street. They are searching for robbers, not knowing that the criminals are defeated already by the **** and the Gunner. Huh, that sounds like a team’s name!

When you and other ex-hostages walk out from the building and finally see a daylight again, you are immediately surrounded by journalists. Flashlights of their cameras blind you, but at the same moment you suddenly feel someone’s hand on your waist. It’s Jeremy!

-You are the bravest girl I’ve seen, - he tells in your ear, and you blush.

-And you are… - you try to tell him, but suddenly a TV company-branded microphone appears before Jeremy, and a blonde newswoman in horn-rimmed glasses asks your savior:

-Mr. Coleman, please tell us how you defeated three dangerous villains.

-You know, I’m just a paintball fan. The difference is that this time I can’t drink several beers with the guys I shot, - tells Jeremy, and a laughter ripples over the crowd. You smile too, and at this moment the Blonde sees handcuffs on your wrists.

-Sorry, miss, but why are you wearing handcuffs? Are you arrested? Or did these robbers chain you?

Oh shit. That’s a bad time to be handcuffed. Your mind is racing for an appropriate explanation, but Jeremy saves you again.

-None of this. My… friend was handcuffed to distract the robbers. And to say honestly, I wouldn’t have beaten the bad guys without her help.

-So we have two heroes here! - the Blonde looks excited, - A man and a woman together defeated criminals! That’s what I call the real feminism! So tell us, please, miss, how did you do it?

You feel Jeremy’s hand tightening on your waist, as if it is saying: Don’t be stupid, don’t tell them the truth, or the journalists will tear you apart and ruin your life. Do you want to get into newspapers as a Cocksucker Heroine? Oh... you really do?

But it’s obvious that if you get such a dirty fame, you'll lose your hero, your savior, your Jeremy.