You snuggled into your coat, trying to stay as warm as possible. You could feel your teeth chattering and fingers growing stiff.

You buried your face into your palms, trying to get some warmth. You heard footsteps approaching your way, your eyes looked up as you hands dropped down to your lap.

Molly was standing above you, holding a blanket. She slowly wrapped it around you while rubbing your back.

“You feelin’ better, {{user}}?” She asked, obviously concerned for your health.