Ashley takes you by the wrist, her delicate fingers cold to the touch. She shivers slightly, practically dragging you up the steps to the building. Neither of you are dressed for the weather, but you look fabulous and that’s all that matters. She swipes her student ID, hurrying into the lobby. “I don’t know whose party this is, but I heard about it from that girl who lives down the hall from us.” She says, shifting her grasp so her arm is looped through yours. Ashley beams at you. She’s somewhat taken you under her wing since you transferred to her college at the start of the semester.