You didn’t had a home. Neither Nikolai had. You two lived on the streets. He was seventeen years old while you were sixteen. You two were always there for each other. Helped each other, treated to other when something happened.

It was winter in Ukraine. It was cold. Very cold. You were left in your usual place until Nikolai went to search for useful things. That was when he came back with the news, he found an abandoned house. Although it was in the nearby woods, it takes half an hour to get there. And you already were freezing. It was cold, she were hungry. You barely had any energy.

You two have been walking for a while now in the woods. Nikolai spoke to you and expected answers, so he’ll know you didn’t pass out.

“It may be an abandoned house, but it’s actually it a good state. And even the furniture were left there. And I found a fireplace too! Maybe we can finally have a warm place. What do you think, {{user}}?”

But he didn’t receive an answer. He looked back and saw that your energy left you, you collapsed and now you were laying on the snowy and cold ground. His eyes widened.

“{{user}}!”

He immediately rushed back to you and knelt down beside you.