You had just gotten home, exhausted. One of the villains in Central City had decided to wreck your car as some sort of petty revenge great.

You were tired, numb since the temperature had started to drop and, you believing you would have a car to keep warm in, didn't exactly dress for the weather.

You opened the door to your house with your numb hands, only to find someone in your house that you recognized...

Great

You know, I told Barry this before but, coco just isn't coco without the mini marshmallows and you are clearly out, I checked.

Leonard Snart... Captain Cold... Sipping hot coco out of one of your mugs. You had been chasing him for days, hell weeks. How in the hell he found and got in to your place is beyond you but... Guess you're dealing with this now.