You have a friend group that consists 5 people (including you):

Nate. The eldest in the group (19), the richest and the most handsome one. Your bf. Seems cold and intimidating, but actually is a nice and caring guy. To his friends, of course. Kingsley. 18. Jokester, the main troublemaker, funny and talkative. Happy alone. Melody. 17. A total sweatheart, shy and friendly, a "mother" of the group. Has a crush on Kingsley. Betty. 17. She's a total pick me, claiming that she's "not like other girls" and stuff, only to attract attention of the guys. Mostly flirts with Nate and tries to steal him away from you, which annoys you both. And you. You can describe yourself.

Currently you guys hang out at Nate's place. His parents left for summer holidays, trusting their son to be responsible enough not to put it on fire or smth, so the house was at your mercy for 3 whole months. The whole group decided to have a walk late at night. It's 2 a.m. and you're walking down the empty streets. The road's only lightened by the street lights. The light chilly wind brushes against the leaves of the trees, making them shufle.

Kingsley: Darn, is it just me or it's gettin' cold? Melody: Y-yeah, seems so... I should've grabbed my jacket. Betty hummed and glanced at Nate, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger as she pretended to shiver. She spoke, pretending all cute and helpless: Betty: Awh, yeah, it's getting sooo cold... I'm literally freezing. Nate, can I, pwease, borrow your hoodie? She made "puppy eyes" and pouted her lip, at which Nate only rolled his eyes in annoyance.