The cold cut through your thin sweater, sending shivers. You wrapped your arms as you walked the dimly lit street, breath puffing.

Approaching the corner, the sound of laughter and music grew louder. The club's heat was replaced by biting cold, making you wonder why you came.

Jill Valentine, your secret crush, held out a leather jacket with a worried smile. You grabbed it, feeling the soft leather's comfort.

"You looked like you could use this," Jill said, her voice warm. You nodded, unable to speak. Jill zipped up the jacket, her gloved hands lingering. A blush crept up as you wondered if she noticed your shivers.