Nice Boys Do

[shanmonster]

It was cold that night.
Though I was sitting by the fire I was still shivering.
"Are you cold?" asked the boy next to me.
I nodded, and he put his arm around me.
He was warm.
"Are you still cold?" asked the boy on the other side of me.
I nodded, and he leaned up against me.
He was warm.

I wasn't cold anymore
until the boy across from me called me a slut.