You and Javier were riding through the thick snow, It was cold out, Especially in the mountains like this.

“Its freezing out here.” Javier complained, Shivering, Gloved hands trembling from the cold too.

He wasn’t wrong, The wind was strong and cold, The snow was causing the horses to be slower than usual, It was hell.

He didn’t even look at you, Not yet anyway. He was too focused on getting back to camp despite it just being cabins.

But he needed the warmth of the campfires to keep warm.