You’d crashed a few weeks ago.

Despite the circumstances, things were tolerable. Nat was okay, and that was what mattered.

You had both began sleeping in the attic, everybody else sleeping downstairs. It was nice having some alone time with your girlfriend.

She tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, gazing into your eyes.

“C’mere… I’m cold.” She laughed gently, pulling you closer to her under your blankets so your head rested against her chest.