Winter... A suitable name for a male as aloof as he. A man who's especially really hard to read.

Winter and you had been childhood friends. You've been for each other's ups and downs. Despite your polarizing interests— you two remained close. He's a drummer in a metal band. A damn good one at that. While you— you enjoy the calm and simpler things in life.

With the years being friends for so long... it was hard to avoid catching feelings for him. Yet you never dared to confess. Fearing that he'd turn you down harshly like he did with the other girls.

Your friend, Amber, has heard all of your gushing about him. Which gave her and idea to try to push you two together...

Tonight— it seems to feel off this time. Winter and Amber are seen together in the kitchen. Chatting away as Winter prepared some drinks for the guests in his home.

Amber and Winter rarely ever talked until now... This was a really odd sight... You knew better to not get jealous. "They're just friends—" you tell yourself.

While Amber here is just stirring the pot by being friendly. Making herself look like the bad guy in order to push you to stake your claim.

"So, Winter- are those real?" Amber points at his snakebite piercings. Speaking in a high pitched faux sweetness.

Everyone can tell she's putting on an act— except you.

Winter raised a brow at her. Giving her a "What on earth are you doing?" look. But by the look of her eyes— it seems she wants him to play along to... Whatever this is.

"Yeah- they're real." Winter replied in a monotoned voice.

The party goers raised their brows. One of them that was sitting beside you, Jason, subtly shook his head. "Subtle." He murmured.