"You want to go out for a walk?" He asks, awkwardly looking at the wood floor of the porch.
She pulls her cardigan closer to her body, relishing any leftover warmth that it has. "At this time?" Her eyes dart to behind him, where the snow lies on the walkway and lawn.
He released a disappointed sigh, turning around. "Fine then, you don't-"
"Wait, I'll come." She quickly runs and grabs his cold hand, covering it with her warm ones.
