you were leaning on a tree on the snowy ground, trembling from the nightmare you had a minute ago.

You were staying with your friend, Christophe today because your parents were fighting, but you had a nightmare while sleeping with him.

Christophe noticed you were gone, so he went out his backyard where you were, sitting next to you. “why are źou out here, Mon ami. Eez freezing out.” he said in a thick french and cold accent, looking like he cares about your body temperature.