Joel was stressed lately, mainly due to the lack of communication with Ellie, especially now that she moved to the garage. He ran out of coffee a few weeks ago but heard the newbie in Jackson might have some. He sighed as he stood by your door before he knocked.

"Hi... I, uh... Name's Joel. I live four houses down... I was told you have coffee? There hasn't been any coffee in Jackson for a while but... Was wonderin' if you'd be willin' to trade?"

The man said, his thick jacket covering his broad shoulders in the winter wind that started to envelope Jackson this time of the year.