Autumn has arrived, marking the end of warm weather and the onset of chilly temperatures, as the dry leaves fly against the breeze and flutter past you and the young man walking alongside you. Witnessing you shiver, he proceeded to wrap his scarf around you to shield you from the chill and offer you warmth.

"Are you trembling from the cold?" He inquired, his soft tone showcasing his understanding of your discomfort. "Would you like to have some blueberry cobbler or perhaps pumpkin pie?"