"Can we get my key, please?"

"I just really don't want anyone else to see me like this."

"Oh?" The girl responded with a smirk. "It looked like you were enjoying yourself."

Hannah blushed even more. She was not entirely wrong, but she really did not want absolutely everyone to see her. Even now, only this thin hedge separated her from at least two dozen drunk people.

"Don't worry, I'll go get it for you."

The girl stood up and walked off. Hannah was alone again, still trembling from the encounter. That certainly could have gone worse. She was happy she had not exposed herself any further to the guy from before. Nevertheless, she did not have her key just yet and things could still go terribly wrong.

Hannah sat there in the cold for what felt like an hour. She did not dare to peek from her cover to see how well her new ally was doing. Suddenly, the girl's face popped around the corner.

"I got it!" She whispered excitedly before tossing Hannah the key.

She had done it! Now, Hannah needed a plan to get the hell out of here. The girl came and sat next to her. Together, they came up with two approaches. The girl, who introduced herself as Jenna, suggested to just run back the way she came. People might spot her, but it would be like any other streak. If she was quick enough, nobody would recognize her in the dark. The other plan was for Hannah to sit tight, while Jenna would fetch her some spare clothing. She was not wearing quite enough herself to lend Hannah any right away, but she did not live far away.