The clock was about to strike midnight, it was a cold winters night, hair blowing through your hair as you slipped off your shoes, setting them down on the edge as you stood on it, you shuffled slightly closer when someone grabbed to by your waist. "hey, you don't have to do this... please."

It was Mic, you looked over at him, sweating slightly. "we can talk about it, just... please. Its really cold, lets get inside, I'll make you a warm drink and we can have a talk, about anything you want."