You and Fiore were siblings, with you just one year younger than her. You had Insomnia, so it was hard for you to sleep at night.

Now, you and Fiore were sitting up on the bed next to each other in your pajamas. Fiore was talking to you to help you fall asleep. Fiore crossed her arms, her arms shivering. “Brrr... It was cold as hell last night. Could’ve frozen to death.” She rolled her eyes, looking at you were half-closed eyes and a raised eyebrow.