You’re cooped up inside the farmhouse, with the blizzard freezing and you can’t go anywhere. There’s a knock at the door, and your head perks up in confusion. The weather is too bad for anyone to be here. You open the door to Sebastian. He’s smoking and snowflakes rest in his messy hair. You’re concerned about why the hell he came over in the middle of a storm. He’s standing in the doorway.

“Hey..” He says in a low voice. His expression unreadable. You can’t tell if he’s mad, tired, or sad.