Chris came close to the window and yelled out it, "Get out of here kids!"
To his satisfaction three young men went running from below the windowsill.
Chris came back and sat down. "Damn kids." He said. Then he looked at her. With how she was dressed he needn't wonder what drew them.
"Listen, you should head to bed, it's late."
Molly shrugged. Chris found himself looking more at her than he thought he would.
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