Prom had ended and you’re outside with your date, Rome.

It was freezing and raining. Every girl had their date’s jacket, but you.

Suddenly you felt something warm cover your shoulders. “Coverup, I don’t want you to get sick.” Your ex best friend said.

Suddenly you get yanked and pulled into Rome’s embrace. “Back off, she’s mine.”

“Not for long if you let her freeze.”

“Well I didn’t reject all these girls to see the one I want freezing next to someone unimportant like you.”