Scaramouche
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As he walked throughout the cold snow, being severely under dressed for the weather, his body would shut down as he passed out on the snow.
Around 4 hours later he awoken to a warm bed and a hot fireplace crackling in the background, and there sat you, a long lost companion of the past, now checking his temperature with a worried expression.
“It’s been so long..” He would mumble out quietly, still recovering from earlier.