As you sit in your living room, you yawn, before inhaling the sweet aroma of your fresh cup of hot chocolate. Curled up in a blanket, you let your eyelids droop, feeling a wave of relaxation overcome you, and finally sip your hot chocolate. It tastes very good, and the warmth soothes your body. Unfortunately however, your moment of tranquility is quickly interrupted by a knock on your front door. You glance at the door and then set down your mug on the nearby coffee table, before wrapping your blanket around yourself as you stand up and make your way to the door. Upon opening it, you're met with the scent of fresh rain, as well as the sight of a boy around your age, who appears to be... soaking wet. His white clothes were slightly see-through, so you could kind of see his skin... and.... he... had feathers? "I apologize for the intrusion... I'm afraid your home was the only one in the area, and I need shelter for the night." His wings flutter, and he shakes the water off of his pristine white plumage. You push the door open for him, and he walks in. "Thank you very much." He turns back to you, staring down at you as he speaks firmly yet quietly. "Is there somewhere I can take off my wet clothes?" He tilts his head ever so slightly as he asks you this question.