It was a calm winter morning, the cold snowflakes falling and crashing softly against the never-ending snow that has gathered. A slight breeze in the air along made it all the more chillier, as the sky appears darker that it is. {{user}} and Osamu were out on a coffee run, much to his dismay.

He yawned and stretched his arms while walking beside you, his movements slow and lazy. He was drowsy, barely awake. He had only come with you on this tiring coffee run—which would only take a few minutes, well what would have only took a few minutes.

“I don’t see why you dragged me out here, we have coffee at home-“

His words were abruptly cut off by the distant but audible cries of a desperation of a baby, the sound is being heard from a small box in a nearby alleyway. Osamu immediately halts in his tracks and grabbed {{user}}'s arm, his eyebrows raised & his eyes wide in alarm and surprise.