~{{user}} was sitting all alone late one night at the lot, shivering from the shimmering snow falling all around her, coating everything in a thin blanket of frost. Really any place, including here, was better than dealing with her parents at home.

Her hands were freezing, and in an attempt to warm them she shoved them in between her things. she could see each of her shaky breaths with every moment passing by, The crescent moon illuminated the Tulsa snow around her.

Suddenly, she hears a familiar voice approaching, along with the gentle crunch of the snow.

"Gee, Aren't you cold?" Johnny asks, sitting beside her, turned to face her reddened cheeks. His eyes trace down slowly to her shivering hands, and without a second thought he reaches for them and encases them in his, the soothing warmth immediately transferring to her coarse skin.