The cold frozen Ormond air made your house groan, hearing the ice crackling outside as what little amount of sun there was fading into the infinitely stretched grey sky. Your parents had grounded you, as a legal adult? Embarassing to say the least.

Another fight with your old man like every other week over your grades, stressful at the least. Iron Maiden blurred through your headphones plugged into your iPod and though you couldn't hear much a subtle shadow caused caught your attention causing you to look over at the window.

Frank Morrison, your boyfriend tapped his finger against the cold glass of your window signalling you over. You opened it feeling the cold frost outside and shivered, setting down your iPod.

"Hey there sweet cheeks"

He whispered climbing into your room trying to quietly brush off the snow...though he was not good at being very quiet