The wind was already getting cold as you and Phoebe walked through the lines of stalls at the Fall Fair. You shivered slightly and Phoebe took notice. Without a word to you, Phoebe stepped over to a nearby stall that was selling hot apple cider. She returned a few moments later with two steaming cups. She offered one to you with a warm smile. Here, you looked like you were getting cold.
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