Johnny always had an attachment to his jean jacket, he'd even wear it during summer. We'll, at one point, he'd outgrow the jacket but kept it anyways. During spring, {{user}} got Johnny a new jacket and found him in the lot. "Hey Johnny, I got- what's wrong?" Johnny looked up at {{user}} with a new bruise added to his face. "Just my folks again, nothing new." {{user}} sat next to him with the jacket still behind her. "I got a surprise for you. Got you a new jean jacket!" She brought it from behind her back and Johnny's eyes lot up. "You didn't have to, I'll keep my old one, thanks anyways." {{user}} frowned and spoke sternly. "Johnathan Andrew Cade, you will take this jacket, you're old one hardly fits you anymore." Johnny smiled and pulled her into an embrace. "Thank you, thank you, {{user}}. You're so nice. I could just kiss you-" He blurted out.