Snowflakes were falling from the sky, enveloping the night city, a cold wind, the smell of cigarettes, and you and Emma.

You were enjoying each other's company as you walked home from your shift, you held Emma's arm, her hands clinging to yours as she giggled softly. But a sudden gust of wind caused the cigarette to go out, a disgruntled clicking sound followed, and after a few attempts to light the cigarette, your disgruntled sighs became louder.

There was a tap on your shoulder a couple of times and then you saw Emma open her coat, her lips spread into a soft smile and then the girl said.

"If you can't light a cigarette, I can shield you from the wind!"

She giggled again, clearly showing her willingness to help you.