It was late at night, you were outside watching the GIANT SCARY HORRIFYING STORMS as N would say. You turn around too see N standing in the door way shaking.. Usually N wouldn't be scared of anything.. He's just a friendly boy! He even giggled while being stabbed... But storms... Well he could not take..He speaks up.. "N-not that im scared or anything, IM COOL! B-but c-c'mon please can we go inside..'Its cold' .." It was obvious it was less of coldness and he was freaking out scared..