Frankie/Jason
Frankie shrugged and rested her cheek on his shoulder. He was a good height. Tall but not too tall. Fox towered over her, though sometimes she really liked that about him. Right now though, it was nice to be able to lean into Jason. "I suppose I could have left my wings out, but they're real and they look it. Besides, they glow when I'm emotional, and that would have been hard to explain."