IV - THE BOOTHS

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She was staring at the safe ground while he kept a slight smile on his face, until he noticed her discomfort.

-Hey - she didn't answer 

-Hey! - he tapped her on the shoulder - You ok?

-I'm bit dizzy..

A small gasp of air scaped off his mouth

-You "bit dizzy..''?

She nods

-You wanna throw up? 

She denies with her head

-No? Shall I remind you this was your idea?

She nods again but with a smirk of pain on her face 

-No? Ok. Come on.

He guides her by the back to the closest bench

-Wait on here - he leaves

She wraps herself around her waist, trying to suppress the cold and pain.

After 5 minutes, Adam's back with a cup on his hands 

-Here

He hands her the cup and she thanks him as she wraps it with both hands.

Feels nicely warm - she thinks

-What is it?

-Just drink 

She smiled and smelled it:

...Ginger...Mint...

-Drink!

 -Ok!

God why he's so obnoxious!

She began to sip it as he sat next to her.

...Chamomile.

-All these flavors

-Don't complain and just drink it

-I'm not complaining   

-You cold?

She was shrunk and slightly leaning forward.  She moved her head side to side.

- A little

- Well unfortunately for your teenage-cliché-drama, I didn't bring my rockstar jacket.

She let out a brief laugh

-You have one?

-Of course I do - he snorted  - I'm a bad boy

She snorted as both of them began to laugh

-Argh, hush it and let's go somewhere else before you freeze to death.

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