She opened her eyes, her eyelashes still thick with dark blue mascara. The room was cold, cold, cold. She couldn't remember last time she woke up and couldn't feel her toes. She wiggled them around under the heavy red blanket covering her 1.70m long body and yawned. She skin on her freckled arms broke out into goosebumps and she shivered. She gently touched her cold hands to the back of the person softly sleeping next to her. He rolled over automatically, groaning sleepily. She leaned into him and his warm arms enveloped her, pulling her close to him. She didn't feel cold anymore.

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Meh.