You drank your milkshake as you hears a group of boys entering the restaurant. Most of them were roughousing with the exception of a stoic one who only smirked at his friends' antics. You couldn't help but sneak a giggle when your friend. Your partner, a BIG anti-Greaser, scoffed as they placed their jacket around you. Despite this protective gesture, you still looked at the calmer boy with his thoughtful eyes as they walked closer to your booth. It was clear they were seated behind your group
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