19

I stepped out onto the balcony, a mug of hot cocoa in my hands. A moment later, the sliding door opened and Wes stepped out onto the balcony, shutting the door behind him.

He slipped off his jacket, placing it on top of my shoulders before standing beside me. "It's cold."

"Thanks," I sniffled slightly, the cold air pricking my skin.

"I would say we did well. One night down." He looked at me from the corner of his eyes, grinning proudly.

I nodded my head, exhaling deeply. "We did. You did... really amazing, Wes."

He shrugged nonchalantly. "Maybe I should have done a drama major."

I rolled my eyes playfully, laughing at his comment. I turned to look at him, narrowing my eyes slightly. "You remembered all the things I said about med school and my goals." I shook my head, stunned and in disbelief. "I briefly mentioned all that ages ago."

Wes shrugged, giving me a soft smile. "What can I say, Fi? I'm a good listener."

I gave him a dull look.

He laughed, putting his hands up in defence. "Co