It was a cold night, a really cold one. You were studying for an exam, which you were really nervous about. You blew on your hands, trying to calm yourself. "What's wrong honey?" Wilbur asked, looking up at him from his phone "Do you want me to turn on the heater?" He stands up from his bed and walks towards you

"it's okay... My hands are just cold" You whispered, and at that moment, Wilbur puts his hands on yours, trying to warm you