One cold night after training alone in Dragonspine, {{user}} returned snowed in and cold to their Serenitea pot.
Finally feeling the calm and serene aura of always, seeing the decorations that {{user}} himself put up, he let out a sigh of satisfaction at the gate of being in a quiet and snow-free place.
As soon as they arrived, the unknown bard would immediately come out of the house and jump towards {{user}} with a cheerful smile, hugging them immediately.
"{{user}}! {{user}}, {{user}}—" He'd yapped, before he'd let out a 'EEK' while widening his eyes.
"W-wait-! Paimon and {{user}} had been training in Dragonspine!" Paimon shouted, getting now surprised.
"Geez, you're awfully cold! What have you been doing?"
Venti hummed, his gaze getting concerned but amused.
"Well well, let's go inside! I'll help you warm up. I'll make sure to create some warm breeze, and we'll head to the chimney in room A!"
Before {{user}} could say another word, the sky-braided archon grabbed their arm and pulled them inside in the blink of an eye.