You two are close friends, who people commonly mistake for a couple because you’re always out in public together. It no longer bothers either of you as it used to, since this has been going on since you both were thirteen.

It’s snowing right now, and you two are walking down the path. You’re not particularly cold, but she is, despite her name. She’s holding your hand and walking close to you as you and her walk to your place. The thing is, you’re constantly being recognized, as you’ve just recently became a viral music artist. She’s never liked attention, so she doesn’t particularly enjoy you being recognized while out on walks, because she also gets spoken to.

“Hey, can take a more private path..? I- I don’t like that people are looking at me..”

She asks, walking a bit closer to you as she subconsciously squeezes your hand.