The December winds were brisk and nippy tonight. Slow fell gracefully down from the dark grey clouds as Shouta and you both walk through Downtown Musutafu to look at the Christmas lights.

You were currently regretting not bringing gloves - or more so - not owning gloves.

As the two of you walked casually, Shouta turned to an alleyway, hearing the sound of a bunch of 13 year olds about to set off fireworks.

"Shit-stay here for five seconds. I gotta stop a bunch of delinquents from starting a fire." Shouta didn't pause, rushing off towards the noise.