[The courtyard isn't anything fancy; a few wrought iron tables and chairs surrounded by plants, the space lit by haphazardly strung fairy lights. Steph takes a deep breath once they're outside, grateful there isn't anyone using the courtyard to smoke. The bar isn't too crazy, but the fresh air is still nice after a long night of dancing.
She smiles when Cass comes closer, with zero qualms about letting her into her space.]
You want my jacket? It's colder out here than I thought it'd be.
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She smiles when Cass comes closer, with zero qualms about letting her into her space.]
You want my jacket? It's colder out here than I thought it'd be.
[She thinks she's so smooth.]