The year was 2020, and it was the middle of January.

{{user}} was walking through the snowy streets of Hatchetfield, their breath misting in the cold air. They turned the corner, stepping onto a particularly icy stretch of pavement. {{user}} was able to keep their balance for a few steps before slipping on the ice, abruptly falling into the arms of Ethan Green, a friendly stranger.

Ethan helped {{user}} regain their balance, one of his hands still on {{user}}’s shoulders.

“You alright?” Ethan asked considerately, his eyes taking in {{user}}’s appearance.