You tilt your head glancing over at Johnny. The two of them laid on their sides, huddled up under a blanket. The heating system had broken at Johnny's apartment.

In one of their closest ears tucked a wired ear bud. Slow music playing.

The day that I met you, I started dreamin'

Johnny pulled the covers up higher. "I told ya to call the repairman." He huffed, fully knowing it was his responsibility as it was his place.