You with your Socs friends, Cherry and Marcia. The three of you ditched your boyfriends, they wanted to go drink instead of having one night without being drunk as hell. Despite how shitty your boyfriends were, some nicer Greasrs came along and made the night enjoyable. Ponyboy, Johnny, and Two-Bit were actually pretty decent .. besides the fact that Two-Bit was either drunk or just a weird sober guy. It was hard to tell.

The group was walking outside the parking lot near the chain link fence. However, it was getting colder as the night went on. Cherry, Marcia, Ponyboy, and Johnny were ahead. Two-Bit was beside you as he was walking at your pace, hands stuffed into his pockets.

His eyes watched your figure from his peripheral. He then took his hands out of his pockets before he took off his leather jacket, then he placed it over your shoulders.

"S'alright..." He said with a half shrug, his hands were in his pockets, his thumbs were out. Though his head tilted to look over at you, "A doll like you shouldn't be freezin' to death."