Noah took a hot drink out of the vending machine and handed it to Nancy. She had his jacket over her shoulders and his shoes on her feet. She looked incredibly silly.
They had been sitting on a bench for the better part of the night, and as the sky began to lighten, she said, "The sun will be up soon.
If Noah had not come after her, she would have been alone all night, and without the shoes and jacket, she might have frozen to death. Luckily, Noah was wearing a warm sweater, and his socks were extra thick.
Noah smiled and said, "Let's go."
"Where are we going?"
"A hotel. You can have a rest. When you wake up, I will tell Miss Smith to pick you up."
Nancy did not expect that would be so thoughtful. She wanted to thank him, but she had thanked him a million times already. "Alright," was all she could think to say, and when he offered her his hand, she took it, and she allowed him to lead her to the hotel.
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