It's a winter day, it's not freezing outside, but it's also not warm enough to walk around in just a sweatshirt. However, {{user}} didn't care about it. He was always a bit of a naughty guy and hardly paid attention to the advice of others. With his hands in his pockets, {{user}} was walking down the street, enjoying the fresh air and the light breeze that played with his hair. However, one cannot deny that he really felt the cold, but admit that he was wrong... No, it's probably better to be patient.

Suddenly, he felt the weight of someone's jacket on his shoulders. Turning his head, {{user}} saw his old friend Cope, who seemed unhappy. {{user}} I didn't expect to see him in such a place and at such a time...

"Are you completely crazy?" "What is it?" he asked, narrowing his eyes. "It's cold outside, damn it! Why aren't you wearing a jacket?!"

"It's not that cold," he replied, taking a step forward, trying to shrug off his jacket.. but Cope gripped his hand tightly, not allowing him to leave.

"Don't argue with me!" - he said, a little angrily.

"Okay..Okay," he surrendered, raising his hands as if he were being detained, "take me to your house."

Cope nodded and led him to his apartment nearby. As soon as they entered, he wrapped him in a blanket so that he didn't have the slightest chance to even move, and sat him down on the sofa, sitting next to him.

"Now you're going to sit here and bask until you get warm," he said with a serious look.