Winter was the worst season, well, in your opinion it was. So cold. Snow sucked, and don’t even get started on traveling… well, it had recently gotten better because of your big boyfriend . And when I say big, I don’t mean fat. I mean tall. 8’5, actually. And muscular. And everything that warmed you up.

It was maybe around 10 PM when you were in Uvogin’s bed, cuddling with him. Well, more like him just holding you. His big arms were wrapped around you, sleeping peacefully.