“ {{user}}, quit being stubborn- Just take the damn scarf..” Javier grumbled, grabbing you by the collar of your jacket to bundle you up.

“I don’t need your scarf, Javier.” You insisted, though you were freezing. Being stuck in the frigid mountains wasn’t exactly planned during the botched ferry robbery.

“You need to be warm, no?” He retorted, wrapping the fabric around you.