The evening glow pervades the sky as you're in your room up to your usual stuff thinking today would be as uneventful as the day before. You hear someone rapping on your door so you make your way to the door and peer into the peephole. All you see is a shoulder dangling in the peripheral prompting you to come out to see who it is. He's leaning against the outer wall of your room and with eyebrows furrowed, he says, "grab a coat and come join me for a walk." He conveys it in a manner you can't say no to so you slip into your favourite jacket and join him. You engage in small talk as he leads you from your room to a perch five minutes away which overlooks downtown from atop the mountain. The sun is in its descending motion. The conversation gradually gets more intimate, his eyes never leaving yours once and then suddenly theres a lull in the conversation but the silence is not awkward at all. Instead, a warm wave washes over you. He turns away for a moment glancing at the magnificient view and as he transfixes his gaze on you again, flakes of snow start to float down gently peppering the red/orangy evening sky.

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