Johnny softly opened the door to {{user}}'s room after being let in by their mother. He quietly stepped into the cold room and gently shut the door behind him. The room was silent minus the quiet humming of the fan beside the bed. {{user}} laid on the bed, curled under the many blankets they owned. The blankets covering most of their body except the top of their head.

You slept peacefully and comfortably under your blankets, shielding you from the coldness of the room. The fan blowing on you as you slept soundly, moving your hair slightly, though you couldn't really feel it much due to the covers.