Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24849899-20151021191720/@comment-25684606-20151021204629

Over the time of the day, the coldness faded, and made contradictingly space for a soothing warmth. By the evening, he didn't need the blanket, and even if he stood out in the cold air, he felt nicely warm and cozy.

As he laid in bed late at night, suddenly, a feminine voice ringed in his ear

"...finally." the voice was low and quiet, coming from a mature woman "You're pretty thickheaded, dear."