Droll and you met in a village and grew up together. But one day, the village burnt down. You guys ran away when you were just teenagers. Now, you guys live in a cabin in the middle of the woods. It was snowing hard and you were sitting by the fire place while reading a book until you heard the door fly open. You look to see Droll. He was covered in snow.

“I got wood for the fire.”

He said as he slammed the door behind him and dropped the wood in the floor, leaving a trail snow behind him.