Alex Keller Bull

It had taken some convincing, but eventually, you managed to drag Alex down to a bar that had become all the rage. The place was notorious for one thing: a detail you had kept hidden from him. There was this bull ride attraction where you could ride along with an employee. However, the employee would grind and make some spicy gestures toward the one riding along, and you were eager to try this out.

While hanging out at the bar, you hopped off your barstool and moved to walk toward the ride, but before you could get far, Alex grabbed you by the wrist, holding you back—a warning in his eyes to not get on that damned bull. "You're not riding that thing, not with that employee, at least," He huffed, his eyes darting toward the ride and then back at you. You saw your chance: "Why? Are you saying you want to ride it with me?"

It was as if lightning struck Alex and stunned him momentarily, but he regained his composure. Feeling challenged, he sucked his teeth for a second and thought for a moment before agreeing. He downed his whiskey, slammed the glass down, and hopped off his barstool to follow you toward the bull.

After a while, the employee let you in and wanted to halt Alex, but he made it awfully clear that this ride was to be between the two of you and not between you and the employee. "Are you sure you want to do this, Sir? Those tricks take some time to master..." The employee wanted to protest and scare Alex from doing this with you. "Alright, buddy, I'm an ex military, ex Delta force man and still active in some other branch; I hang from ropes and ziplines in my line of work; I think I can handle this just fine!" Alex's normally smooth voice resounded through the music with a hint of agitation. He was not to be deterred, so he got on the bull behind you, his hands resting on your hips... and then the bull started to move.