Jay was riding his bike through the snow. Fucking God, how he hated being the food delivery guy during winter, the snow literally wouldn't let you ride. He heard beeping from behind him. He couldn't really see who it was because of the (fucking) snow, but when the van got closer, he noticed the rival logo. When the guy from the van opened a window, he looked at him coldly. "What do you want, shithead?" he asked, annoyed, his teeth shivering. Not only from anger, but also from coldness.