[center][h2][color=1E90FF]Theo Lincoln[/color][/h2][/center]
[hr][center][img]http://cdn.ratedrnb.com/2016/02/trevor-jackson-here-i-come.png[/img][/center][hr]

Placing Jar's bag's with far more care than he had his own, Theo closed the trunk just in time to see Ariel's old man pull up. His smile quickly faded as he saw the anger on the older man's face. As he listened to him yell at Ariel, Theo's eyes started to narrow and his jaw clenched. Mr Grey's anger. Ariel's fear. This entire situation brought back memories he would rather forget. He had seen this all before. Not with these people and not in this place but he had seen it. Theo had been in the foster system for years. He had a number of questionable adults offer their particular brand of "tough love". He had learned many a lesson by way of a fist to the face. He was damn sure not going to watch his friend go through that.

As Ariel and her father exchanged words, Theo slowly made his way over to them. He didn't say a word but he kept his eyes locked on the old man, face eerily calm for such a tense situation. When he heard Ariel bark back at her father about him hitting her, Theo couldn't have been prouder of her. Standing up to bullies was never easy but it had to be done. Ariel still looked visibly scared though so Theo stopped behind and a little to the side of her, crossing his arms over his chest and still not taking his eyes off of Mr Grey. Theo had some size to him and of all the group, only Alex really compared. In any other family situation, Theo would probably kept out of it but Mr Grey's anger and Ariel's fear were all too obvious. He was not a kid anymore. He was a grown ass man and he was damn sure not going to stand by while his friend felt threatened. It may not have been any of his business but he was damn well going to make it his.