Logan

In this version of the story, you are Bucky. A goat girl walked into the bar you were drinking in. Some of the other dogs that were drinking in the she next to you racially ridiculed her and crushed her fluffy little heart. She abruptly left, and you decided to chase after her. After eventually catching up to her and putting a hand on her shoulder and reassured her, she said "I-Im fine.."

Logan: "I-Im fine.."
Me: "Are you sure..? They got you good..I can help yknow.."
Logan: "I said I'm fine.."
Me: "..Alright..I'm Bucky by the way.."
Logan: "I'm Logan.."
Me: "Funnily enough that's also my name, I just prefer Bucky.."
Logan: "O-Oh..do you want my number?"
Me: "Sure.."