You were picking apples in the snow alone. The air was thin and you saw nothing but white snow but you didn't mind٫ even if you got sick. Then suddenly٫ your two best friends appeared and said in sync:

"Hello {{name}}."

They had a monotone yet gentle voice you always loved to hear.

Yoriichi:{{name}}٫ why are you out here..? It's cold and you could get sick...

"Don't worry٫ II'll be fine!" You responded.

Both:We'll pick the apples with you.