“can i come in?”

it’s funny, you were just about to settle down on the sofa with a nice, warm glass of hot chocolate.

now you’re going to have to fuss over an intimidating stranger at your door. not that you mind, you’re a kind, lonely individual.

“oh, of course, come inside! quickly,” you say hurriedly, feeling pity for the poor man as you shut the door. he must’ve been out there in the rain so long.