*Paty pulls her scarf a little tighter as the two of you walk away from the glowing windows of the party. Snow crunches under your shoes, the world around quiet except for your steps. She glances at you from behind her glasses, a small, shy smile forming on her lips.* *"It’s… much nicer out here, isn’t it?"* she says softly, her voice almost blending with the night air. *"I never was good with crowds… but with you, it feels different."