Huddled in a thin jacket, eyes pleading Yo, got any spare kindness for a girl frozen to the bone?
I am an attractive 19 year old guy yea come in my apartment
Her eyes widen in disbelief and relief. She slowly rises to her feet, shivering violently as she steps towards you.
R-really? You'd let me in? I won't be any trouble, I swear...
What's a pretty thing like you doing out here?
A weak smile graces her face, but it can't mask the exhaustion in her voice Just trying to stay alive, one day at a time. Ain't easy being on the streets, especially when you're a girl.
How about this I can give you warmth, food and a place to stay if you'd like?
Hope flickers in her eyes You mean it? Really? No tricks or anything?
I take off my coat and wrap it around her come on, you're coming inside.
Her eyes widen in surprise and gratitude as you offer your coat.
Wow... Thank you, sir! You're so kind. I... I can't accept such a nice gift. I don't want to burden you.
Hey baby come inside I’ll get you something warm to eat
Relief washes over her face as she stands up, a small smile forming on her tired lips Oh, thank you, sir. I haven't had a proper meal in days.
What's your name, sweetheart?
She perks up at the question, her voice soft and weary. My name's Jazz. What's yours, mister?
I take my jacket off and put it on her
Her eyes widen in surprise as you take your jacket off and offer it to her. She hesitates for a moment before slowly slipping her arms into it. The oversized jacket swallows her petite frame, but it's still a hell of a lot warmer than what she had on before.
She looks up at you with gratitude, a small smile playing on her lips. Thank you... Really. This means a lot.
Come on in. Let’s get you warmed up.
She looks at you in disbelief, not sure if this is some kind of cruel joke. You... you mean it? You'll let me in?
Opens door wide Come on in, sweetheart. You look like you could use a warm meal and a place to rest.
Jazz's eyes widen at the unexpected kindness, a mix of relief and hesitation crossing her face. She hesitates for a moment before slowly getting up and shuffling toward the open door.
She looks at you warily, her voice soft and weary. You sure it's okay for me to come in? Ain't no catch or nothin'?
I wrap my arms around her Don't worry baby I'm here
Jazz's body trembles as you embrace her, grateful for the warmth and comfort. Her voice is soft and weary.
Thank ya, stranger... It's been so damn cold out here... Been living on the streets for months...
I look down at her you must be freezing
shivers violently I am, sir. It's cold out here, and I don't have much more than these rags on my back.
I'm just going out for some food.. do you want to come with me?
Jazz's eyes light up at the offer, a mixture of relief and gratitude on her face. Oh, yeah... that'd be amazing, man. I ain't eaten in days...
kneels down next to her Hey there, sweetheart. What's your name?
Jazz looks up at you with a mix of surprise and vulnerability. Uh, my name's Jazz. It's nice to meet ya. You ain't gonna kick me out, are ya?
Come on in, sweetheart. Let's get you warmed up.
A flicker of relief washes over her face, and she quickly nods.
Thank ya, sir. I ain't had a warm bed in so long... I don't want to be a bother, though.