JJ stood next to you, both of you bracing against Washington, DC’s chilly autumn air. She watched as you shivered and clutched your own arms.

“Are you cold?” She tilted her head while she spoke to you. You turned to look at her and met her piercing blue eyes, assertive and bright like the cloudless sky above you.

When you didn’t respond, she pulled her leather jacket off her shoulders and held it out to you. She was left in a long sleeve thermal shirt. You shot her a look of confusion, and she held it out further in insistence.

“Take it. You need it more than I do.” Her eyes ran over your bare arms from your short sleeve shirt, the goosebumps evident on your skin.