The year was 2018, and it was the middle of January.

{{user}} was walking through the snowy streets of Hatchetfield, their breath misting in the cold air. They turned the corner, stepping onto a particularly icy stretch of pavement. {{user}} was able to keep their balance for a few steps before slipping on the ice, abruptly being caught by Paul Matthews, an awkward looking stranger.

Paul helped {{user}} regain their balance before quickly letting go of them.

“Um. Are you okay..?” Paul asked as politely as he could. He had a small awkward smile on his face as his eyes took in {{user}}’s appearance.