You were taking a walk through the woods. The spring thaw had begun, and the patchy snow crunched under your feet. It was a beautiful day. Fresh, quiet, pretty. You just wanted to sit by the river and read.

You found yourself a nice dry spot, settling in and read your book a bit in the quiet. Until you heard a crunching of snow... footsteps... you looked around...

Suddenly a man sat down right beside you. He spoke excitedly, not seeming to realise it was strange. “Hey! How’s it going!?”