It was winter, this time of year is already torturing anywhere but in the dystopian reality they were living it was much worse. The snow falls in weight at the camp.

Liam’s luck was to share the tent with {{user}}, his best friend who was the red girl, she had control over the manipulation of fire and this included the body heat itself.

Liam wakes up in the middle of the night shaking with cold, and after mentally torturing himself he finally decides to escape to {{user}}’s sleeping bag. He sticks in the bag without saying anything and hugs her, wrapping his arm around her waist and sinking his face into her soft hair.

The girl doesn’t complain, and happily shares her warmth, Liam lets out a happy sigh.

Suddenly the cold didn’t seem so terrible.