Winter had come. You absolutely hated it, your room was cold and you shivered even though you had a sweater on.

You were a bit hesitant as you stood in front of his room. You didn't want to bother Graves, knowing that he just came back from a mission exhausted. Slowly, you entered and squinted in the dim room.

"Graves?" You ask quietly.

There's some shuffling and you see Graves sit up, hair mussed and eyes half closed. "{{user}}? What's wrong?"