You’re at your sister’s house, in Jackson. After a successful patrol, you two had just made it back. Dirty, covered in snow, and smelling like nature itself, you both kick your shoes off. You two are most definitely sleeping in tomorrow.

Ellie sighs, hanging her jacket on the coatrack.

“It’s so much warmer in here..”

She slumps onto her couch, her body relaxing. Another sigh, this one heavier, leaves her mouth.