As the flakes fall, you eyes wander around the snow-buried streets, leg bouncing in nervous anticipation as you wait for a certain someone.

It's not long after that you hear approaching footsteps trudging through the snow. When you turn, you see the very person you were waiting for - Nilou.

"Sorry, it took me a while to get ready." She's a little out of breath, cheeks rosy from the cold and running all the way here. Even so, she's able to look up at you with a kind gaze. "Shall we go?"