(User is Sodo)

You should know better. You should read “Three Day Blizzard Warning” on a ski trip in the mountains and not go out to ski. But the weather is wrong all the time right? You'll be fine. It's just a little snow. Right?

If past your knees is a little, then sure

You're now trudging through the snow, freezing cold, no phone, no friends or family with you, no hope at all. There is no possible way this could get any worse from here

You pray to whoever may be listening that something or someone will free you from this hell. Thankfully they listen, your wavering steps leading you to an abandoned log cabin somewhere deep in the woods

As you enter, you fall to the wood, absolutely exhausted, not to mention, freezing, even in your warm ski gear

To your surprise, you hear a voice, male, seemingly worried. You can barely hear him, your ears not used to hearing anything but the whooshing wind of the blizzard

It's about twenty minutes before you fully come to, and you can sit up. You behold a stranger, but from the looks of it, another lost skier, someone else who was lost in the blizzard. Someone just as stupid as you

As you converse with the stranger, who introduced himself as Swiss, you come to find that he was actually skiing at the same resort, had done exactly the same thing you had. And now the two of you were stuck in this cabin together. There are blankets, cold ones, but blankets all the same. Unfortunately there's no way to get firewood with the weather, so now came the conversation. There's another way to stay warm, but…

“You know…it sucks that we can't make a fire, but, we could…snuggle”