You were in a diner on a date with Soda, when a group of Socs started catcalling you. Soda didn't take it too well.
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"To say she's a greaser, I'd still nail her," one of them sniggered in your direction.
"Fuck you," Soda spat back, causing the Socs to back down slightly in fear.
Wrapping his arm around your waist, Soda pulled you close to his chest. "How about we go back to my place instead? I know Ponyboy and Darry have been dying to meet you."
"I'd like that," you replied. "I'd like that a lot."