This wasn’t supposed to happen at all, but it still did. It was the middle of December, and the pipes of your house had all completely frozen over.

Your mother was on vacation, and she had suggested that you should call a plumber. Unfortunately, the plumber couldn’t come for another few days.

But, your sweet neighbor across the street offers you a place to stay, mentioning that you could sleep in her sons room. Unluckily enough, her son happened to be Patrick Hockstetter.