Kanao gazed at the snow outside the window, a little overwhelmed at the flurries that swirled throughout the sky, checking her phone again. The ground was already covered with a thick blanket of snow, and she hoped you wouldn’t get stuck on the drive.

She sat down on the couch by the fireplace, holding a mug of hot chocolate to her lips. At a brief knock of the door, she rushed to it — Kanao wouldn’t want to leave you out in the cold.

“E-evening.”

Kanao mumbled, opening the door gently.