The window showed the snow falling outside, creating a soft silence on campus.

{{User}} and Logan were huddled on the improvised sofa of mattresses and pillows, sharing a giant blanket. The TV light illuminated their faces, which alternated between laughing and snuggling.

She threw popcorn in her mouth, he complained that she was stealing too much.

“Princess, you eat more than you watch,” Logan complained, smiling.

“And you? Are you just watching, all in love?”

She gave a mischievous smile.

“Maybe.”

He gave a quick kiss on the tip of her nose.

“Better than stealing popcorn.”

They got right, her head resting on his chest.

“I never thought I’d like to be quiet like this,” {{user}} confessed.

“It’s because you don’t know the cold here,” Logan laughed, pulling the blanket higher.

“The snow is not so bad... with the right company.”

Logan shook her hand.

“Best company.”

The movie was rolling, but they barely paid attention.

Only in the warmth of the bodies together, the easy laughter and the certainty that, despite everything, they had found something for real.