The night isn't over (by Vanilla Thunder)

Jamie and Mark got up to continue their moonlit stroll when a gust of wind blew by and Jamie began to shiver.

"Yeesh... it got a bit chilly." Jamie said.

"Here, take my coat." Mark pulled his jacket off and put it around Jamie's shoulders.

"Oh, I couldn't... but you'll be cold." Jamie reminded.

"Don't worry, I can take it." Mark smiled.

Jamie remarked again at what a great guy he was. He hoped the phone's owner would be able to see that if they ever actually saw each other.

When they reached the other end of the park, Jamie was well and truly pooped. After the longest day ever, and an enjoyable, but tiring night out with his new buddy, Mark, Jamie was ready to hit the sack. He pulled the phone out of the bag and glanced at the time.

"Wow... it's about time I should be getting home. If that's all right with you..." Jamie started. He didn't want to just up and leave, after all.

"Oh, well..." Mark started.