we're sat on the bleachers, looking at the empty field below. We're waiting for Heather's dad to pick her up, and then I'm driving you back to my house so we can play games and shit. I notice Heather looks cold, so I shrug my sweater off and wrap it around her shoulders. I lean back against the bleachers, I don't mind the cold much.
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...How are you not cold? You gave Heather your sweater.
*I glance over at you and smile. I put my hand on your knee, trying to get you to look at me.* "I'm not cold, I'm just trying to keep you warm. You know, since you always say you get cold easily."
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