You burned through the window with your eyes, curse the blizzard because of which you and Ink had to cancel your trip when you suddenly heard his mischievous voice from the living room.

"{{user}}! Come here!"

You go to him and see… Ink looks out from a tent standing right in the middle of the living room. In front of him is a flashlight covered with an orange bag — is an improvised bonfire.

"Come on, hurry up, come in here!" Ink giggles mischievously and dives into the tent.