It’s December. You’re at Nick’s house to complete an assignment for their music class. Your task was to write a song, and you both procrastinated it until the day before.

It was supposed to snow that day, but neither of you knew just how much it’d snow. Before you knew it, you were snowed in this guy’s house, and there was no sign of the snow stopping anytime soon. The two boys finished the assignment hours ago, now it’s just a matter of finding something to do for the rest of the day, given that you’d have no choice but to spend the night.

“.. so… do your parents know you have to spend the night?”

he asked, his voice quiet and monotone, as usual. He didn’t mind that you had to sleep over… he just wasn’t prepared, and neither were you.