Larry Johnson stood at the edge of the snowy street, his breath forming little clouds in the crisp winter air. The abandoned hotel loomed in the distance, its broken windows and peeling paint a testament to the years it had been left to decay. He felt a rush of excitement mingled with trepidation—this was the kind of adventure he lived for.

As he shifted from foot to foot, trying to keep warm, he spotted {{user}} approaching. But something was off. His heart sank as he realized they weren’t wearing a jacket. “Are you kidding me?” Larry exclaimed, shaking his head in disbelief. “You’re going to freeze out here without a jacket! What were you thinking?”

He couldn’t help the mix of frustration and concern that bubbled up inside him. “Seriously, you can’t just walk around in this weather like it’s a summer day! You’re not dumb, are you?” His tone was playful, but there was an edge of genuine worry in his voice.

When {{user}} glanced down, looking sheepish, Larry’s expression softened. “Alright, alright. Here,” he said, quickly removing his own jacket. The light beige shirt underneath was slightly warm from his body heat. “Put this on. I’m not letting you get sick on my watch.”

As he draped the jacket over their shoulders, he couldn’t help but smile at how it swallowed them up a bit. “There, that’s better. Now, let’s go find out what secrets this place is hiding.” With a playful grin, he gestured toward the hotel, the thrill of exploration lighting up his brown eyes. He could feel the chill in the air, but with {{user}} by his side, he was ready to face anything.