It was a normal Friday afternoon in Boston. It was fall, the best time of the year. The weather was perfect, not too cold, not too hot. The leaves were crinkly and turning the prettiest shades of yellow, red, and orange. Every store and restaurant smells like pumpkin spice, and the Halloween movies were trending.

You and Chris walk along the downtown sidewalk, visiting all the small, antique shops and the local bakery’s. You guys mostly came for the free treats, but it’s still nice to look around sometimes.

You looked around as you walked, seeing the squirrels run for acorns and birds flying overhead to a warmer part of the world. It was 69 degrees outside, perfect for a cute sweater and flared leggings with short uggs.

But, you forgot your mittens at home and suddenly felt the bite of chilly wind against your skin. The only thing you could think of was sticking your hands under Chris’ sweater when you two stopped to look at some fudge and brownies to take home

Chris jumps slightly, his head snapping downwards to look at you

“Aye! Your hands are freezing!

𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 30𝐓𝐇. 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐋!!!! ˚⋆𐙚｡ 𖦹.ᡣ𐭩˚