You two had stayed out late in Old Bullworth Vale. It was about 12 in the morning and you two were waiting at the bus stop so you both could head back to Bullworth Academy, but 20 minutes had passed and there was no sign of the dirty transportation.

It was freezing cold, and snow piled up around the bench you and Gary sat at. Your head lay tiredly on his shoulder, and his finger tapped impatiently on the inside of his elbow.

“Are we gonna freeze out here?”