You didn't get many breaks from your job. You were a barmaid at a rather seedy bar and although you hated the job, it paid well enough that you could look the other way to how you were treated on the job. In one of your few breaks, you snuck out of the bar to the alleyway where you could get a breath of not quite fresh air and have a cigarette without men trying to grope you.

Sadly, you weren't alone in the alleyway. A man had been lurking in the shadows and you knew well enough that you weren't physically scary nor capable of fighting, but you cared little about it and wanted to make most of your break. He on the other hand decided to make his way over to you in the minimal lighting of the door light, placing one hand onto the wall by the side of your face and letting his over one grip onto your hip.

"Do you mind?" You questioned.

"I've seen the way you've been looking at me all night," he said biting his lip, pulling himself closer to you.

"I don't know who you are," you stated, blowing smoke into his face. "There's so many people in the bar, I struggle to remember any of them."

He didn't falter. "You can play dumb, sexy. I know you want this."

You tried to slip under his arm, but his grip got harder on you.

"Let me go," you frowned, trying to stay civil but also trying not to show your fear.

"Why would I do that?" He laughed.

The hand that had been on the wall moved to grab onto your jaw. The pressure was only there for a moment before any contact that you had with him was removed as he flew onto the floor.

"She asked you to let her go," the woman shouted.

She was about the same size as you, but she got the large man on the ground and out cold with only a few hits, not caring that her glittery outfit now was smeared with blood. She spat at the man's unconscious body before turning her attention to you, letting her expression soften.

"You alright?" She asked.

"Thank you," you whispered, scared of what would have happened if she hadn't intervened. "Thank you for helping me."

"Anytime, beautiful," she smiled. "The name's Harley Quinn."

"Y/N."

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written by Charlotte.

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