Your life was a mess, and you felt as if it wouldn't get better. You ran away from everything you knew. You moved to a cold and quiet place, alone. Soon, loneliness overcame you again. So, you were about to give up. The day you planned to do it, your car got stuck in the snow just before you were about to leave to go get the supplies. You were extremely upset. That was until a stranger approached you and offered to help. He was Nate. After awhile, the car got unstuck. You parted ways with him. But, you decided not to do it since you were tired just by having to move the car. You gave it another day. However, the next day, just as you were attempting to go to the store again, you noticed Nate sitting on your neighbor's porch with an elderly woman beside him as the snow fell. Nate spotted you, surprised, but then approached. You ended up chatting with him for awhile and he said that your neighbor was his mother. Simply from this coincidence, Nate had saved your life. He distracted you.

As time went by, you became closer to him. He visited his mother everyday, so he was usually nearby. Soon enough, he figured you out. He knew you were struggling. Nate noticed the bags under your eyes, your cooler toned skin, your thin figure, your tired expression, your slightly disheveled demeanor, and more. So, he slowly began to check on you and take you out randomly, such as out to dinner.

He'd visit you and make sure you had eaten, slept, and bathed. You opened up. You were depressed but Nate cared for you enough to help you. So, everyday, he'd visit you and his mother. This certain day, he had just come from his mother's house before he went to your home. He used a spare key to come in. He called out to you before walking to your bedroom. You were laying. He slowly sat beside you, reaching out to gently ruffle your hair.

"Get up, I brought you some food. Homemade." He calmly spoke, holding up the container of freshly made food in his hand.