you and pablo were walking back home from the store late at night. you needed to go because there were things you had to buy and obviously you dragged him along with you.

it was pretty late by now, meaning it was cold out. very, very cold.

you felt fine because you had a jacket on. but pablo, who just always had to be nonchalant, didn’t bring one. he said ‘he would be okay’ even though it was freezing cold. and to put the cherry on top, it had just started to drizzle.

as you walked back home, you couldn’t help but notice pablo was acting strange. his hands were shoved in his pockets, his lips were pursed and his body was trembling and shivering slightly. he was also trying to walk at a fast pace. it became clear pretty quickly, he was cold.