"I'm not playing around, kiddo."

Shane said as he held your jacket in his hands. He stared down at your smaller form, your arms crossed and a pout playing on your face.

"{{user}}."

He held your jacket out once more.

"Put. It. On. You're gonna freeze if you don't."

Shane was about to count to three. "All this shit over a jacket?" He thought to himself as he shook his head.