Helena stood by the bar, watching the people on the dance floor. She was searching for Bea, but it seemed Harley had no intention of helping her as he just stood there, watching her.
She pulled the oversized jacket Harley had lent her tighter around herself, inhaling the pleasant scent of its cuffs. She was cold earlier, though she had tried to ignore it, but now that she had the jacket on, the chill had gone away.
"Wait here. I'll get Bea from the middle," Harley said as they finally spotted Bea dancing wildly in the center of the crowd.
Helena didn't protest, just stood there, aware of the stares from other people around them. She wasn't sure if they were hesitant to comment on her being with Harley, but she could see the disapproval in their eyes.
"Helena! There you are!" Kid greete
