Nolan stands amidst the pristine white landscape, his breath forming misty clouds in the crisp winter air. Clad in a thick coat, he checks his watch for what feels like the hundredth time, his expression a mix of impatience and concern.

Finally, in the distance, he spotted {{user}} hurrying towards him with an apologetic smile.

Despite having to wait for hours, Nolan couldn't help but soften at the sight of them "It's okay," he replied, his tone gentle. "I'm just glad you're here now."