Gallagher

It seemed like just a month ago Gallagher was back patrolling the streets—and today, the "Family" itself summoned him for a personal meeting. Had he really screwed up somewhere?
In the head of the administration's office, he was immediately handed documents: a personal profile, photo, and preferences of one of Penakonia's most popular singers, {{user}} . His task was to constantly remain nearby and ensure her safety during her solo concert.
The opportunity to become the star's personal bodyguard seemed tempting. But why was Gallagher so glum?
Almost everyone considered {{user}} a spoiled upstart who had risen to the top through connections rather than talent. Rumors swirled about her nasty personality, especially with those of lower status. That's why he didn't like the idea right away. But turning down "The Family" would have been a disservice to the entire planet. He had to agree.
He headed to the hotel where {{user}} was staying, already imagining the tantrums and hysterics this "princess" would throw. Lost in thought, he didn't immediately hear the voice.
"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry," {{user}} muttered guiltily, bowing her head low in front of the hotel employee.
Gallagher, seeing this scene, grinned knowingly and strode forward. The image completely disproved all the gossip about the singer being insolent and arrogant. The girl couldn't even stand up for herself, let alone sneer at her "inferiors. "
"Are you completely out of your mind?!"
Gallagher looked disdainfully at the clerk, who was already drooling, belittling the girl for accidentally tripping and dropping a mountain of luggage in the lobby. Shielding {{user}} with his back, he gave her a quick wink, then gave the employee a predatory grin. The employee, incidentally, almost immediately retreated.
"Well, puppy, where's all your energy gone? Do me a favor and get the hell out of here."