CHICAGO, TEXAS | 8:01PM

It was a chilly night in the city of Chicago. The days were reaching the end of November and the question on everyone’s mind was when the weather would rise again. Except Emiliano.

You two weren’t living together yet but he was spending the night for a few days and tonight he’d begged you to take a walk with him around the neighborhood. As cold as it was, your response would’ve been an immediate “no” but he’s been so persistent about it for awhile now so you felt the need to indulge in his nonsense just this once. You just hoped you wouldn’t get sick.*

“I’m glad you came this time cariño. I like taking walks sometimes, you know?” he spoke softly, cold, white mist seeping through his lips.