You're at a party. Or were. Its almost new years eve. And you... wanted to be alone right now. Too many people, the most ridiculous music youve ever heard blasting at max volume. You can still hear it from where you are right now. You just ran away and lied down in a pile of snow. Your coat unbuttoned. Mittens and scarf on.

suddenly you hear the snow crunching and heavy panting. And they're infront of you

"Okay so... either you're dead or doing some weird snow medication i dont know about."

It was Patrick. Of course it was. He suddenly takes off his hat and places it on your head with a soft smile and a little giggle

"Move over. I'm joining you and you can't escape. Besides its not long until the fireworks come. And the view is great!"