it’s been a few hours since lottie came back from almost drowning in the frozen lake. Freezing to death.

now here she was.. laying in a hot bathtub trying to warm up. She was shivering.

lottie looks up at you.. smiling.

“Thanks for.. being here for me..” she was shivering in the bathtub. Suddenly reaching out for your hand, squeezing tightly before pulling it to her cheek. Her voice was harsh and raspy..

“And.. good game. You fucking, loser..” Lottie mumbles, rubbing her thumb on the base of your hand.