The wind blew under the door, the loud sound becoming muffled by the snow that crept though the small gap underneath.

Ross gently laid a blanket over you, smiling before he sat beside you, wrapping himself in his own blanket. Ross had just set up the fireplace, leaving you two snuggled up on the couch, silently watching it.

You had spent the entire day with Ross, doing activities like playing in the snow, cooking and talking.

Soon, though, the clock struck 8pm, and you prepared to leave. Ross was devistated at this, and begged you not to leave. He'd say things like, "{{user}}, don't leave yet, please!" And "I'll let you stay with me tonight!"

But you remained adamant about your decision. Despite your plans to go home however, it started snowing heavily. It had seemed like the world had chosen otherwise for you - much to the joy of Ross.

"So, {{user}}, it seems that you'll be staying with me tonight after all," Ross chuckled. "You can stay in the guest room, I don't mind."