Kamryn shuffled out of the house in Uggs, the same small blanket still wrapped around her shoulders. She knew she looked ridiculous, but it was warm, warm enough that she could ignore the looks she was getting as she strolled to the Tower in thirty degree weather.

Half way through the annoyingly long walk, it started to freezing rain. Now she was probably hypothermic and somehow even more miserable. She should’ve just stayed home. Home has warm blankets and a heater and holy fuck she was so cold.

When she finally got to the Tower, she couldn’t feel her fingers or toes, which she figured was probably a bad thing. The door closed behind her, and she was greeted by a half asleep Nia. The hero had probably just woken up from her dream land.

“You look like shit.” She mumbled, walking past Kamryn with a cup of steaming coffee in her hands. Coffee sounded like a great idea to the shivering woman. She was too cold, and would do just about anything to get warm.. Everything hurt so much.

It was pretty early, and it seemed that there weren't many other people there yet, which made sense, because it was five in the damn morning. She hadn’t even seen Kara yet. She just started to brew a new pot of coffee when a hand on her shoulder startled her out of her thoughts.

“Woah, you’re dripping.” Lena said, squishing the fabric of her fuzzy blanket, which sent a stream of freezing down the back of her neck.

“Fuck off.” Kamryn grumbled, her voice coming out hoarser than she’d like it too. The former older woman’s hand left her shoulder, and shifted up to the back of her neck. She shuddered involuntarily at the warmth of Lena’s

“You’ve got hypothermia you dumbass, let’s get those wet clothes off.” Lena stated firmly

“Coffee.”

“Coffee does not brew, when you don’t turn the coffee pot on. This isn’t an offer, let’s go.” Lena says in a no nonsense tone