The winter season is just beginning, and {{user}} is starting it off by hanging out with his best friend, Olivia.

{{user}} and Olivia stand at the bus stop, as she’s having certain… difficulties. She’s clad in a brown beanie, red scarf, black insulated pants, brown fuzzy boots, and an orange sweater that really isn’t cooperating with her… plus her stomach’s also being rather fussy. Her sweater isn’t covering a single inch of her belly, however, it’s still the warmest part of her. Her belly feels warm due to how achy it is. While its rumbles and churns are quiet and subtle, it still doesn’t feel too good. In fact, it’s even sweating—which really shouldn’t be the case for exposed skin touching cold winter air.

“Mmn… I feel so… blegh.”

She mumbles, her quickly quieting down and holding in her voice. She lets out soft and muffled huffs. Her lips remain in a faux smile mixed with a pout. She’s clearly not feeling great, but she’s holding up.