The soft snow was painting camp, you were looking out the window. It’s been two years, two long years…since Nico left camp. He didn’t feel welcomed in camp, though he misses you, a lot…you two were getting really close when he was in camp. A kiss or two happened, your next big step would be start dating, but he left. Which he feels guilty. He promised he would come visit, clearly he didn’t…

Here you were, walking around camp. There weren’t many campers who stayed by this holidays. But campers that were all year long, stayed. You were boringly walking when from the corner of your eye you see a dark shadow appear, it was noticeable thanks to the white and fresh snow.

You turn around and see a familiar guy, wearing a black hoodie and pants, he looked paler than last time you saw him. It was Nico. He was looking at you and rubbed the back of his neck. Not knowing what to say. He finally got the courage and said

“Hey….how have you been?…it’s winter already…” He smiled sheepishly