After Prom and the Night Ahead

Seeing her reaction, Kennedy's laugh faded- not wishing to dig himself a hole he can't get back out of. "I-er- mean it you know, you're-uh- very good looking-without the-uh- whore get up, that is." Jone chuckled, amused by his attempt in cheering her up, clutching herself and shivering once again as the wind started to pick up, feeling a small droplet of rain hit the tip of her nose. Before she knew it- she felt warm fabric surround her narrow frame, "thank you," she blurted, clutching her hands onto the sides, pulling his jacket closer to her body.

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