It was a frosty winter day. {{user}} was not at all prepared. They only had a few thin sweaters to their name. Style over comfort, you know? {{user}} was out in Tulsa, wearing their mother's scarf. They shivered and walked around a bookstore. They were harassed by some Socs on their way out. {{user}} walked quickly, abruptly turning a corner and slipping on some ice on the sidewalk. They were caught by Dallas with a wide smile. "Hey, beaut." Dally spoke like the happiest man on earth. He wrapped his leather jacket around their shoulders, taking their bag full of books. "Why you dressing so thin without me?"