'What to do when your heater is broken'

'How to fix your own heater'

'Broken heater how to fix'

Those were the last searched up things on Wallace's and {{user}}'s shared computer, sat on their old table in the corner besides the window.

Their heater was broken. And they had absolutely no idea how the fuck to fix it. Because this issue has never in their 25 years of life happened before and they're clueless on how to handle it.

Wallace sits besides the heater, already in his sleeping attire, the plaid pyjama pants and his random long sleeve shirt, a hand on the top of the object, and trying to adjust the little.. thingy besides it, that might fix their problem if they try hard enough and click it's buttons enough times.

But to no avail. He gives up, scoffing, before walking over to the futon, where {{user}} already lay, half asleep. He plops down besides him, scoffing again, just because, and sprawling his limbs all out in order to take up more space.

They really needed to snuggle at this point, just for some warmth.