Joaquin

You: B-babe? Can i wear that jacket? Joaquin: I'm sorry babe.but Kathleen needs it more *Kathleen pretends to be freezing* Kathleen: Y-yea i need it m-more *puts on the jacket

.....*Sophia still freezing and getting died*

Joaquin: Oh my god, Sophia! Are you okay? *he runs over to her and checks her temperature*

*paramedics work frantically* No pulse! *chest compressions begin* Clear!

*coughs badly*

*Joaquin is shocked by how sick she looks. He grabs her hand and pulls her to a nearby bench*

*Kathleen watches from a distance, feeling jealous*