Painfully cold.
I step inside from the unforgiving chill.
But the chill clings to me.
I stand by the fire listening to it crack.
"Here."
I'm handed a mug of cocoa, hidden under a pile of marshmallows.
With shaking hands I grasp the mug, while my thawing clothes drip on the floor.
I take one small sip.
Warmth slides down my throat and spreads through my body.
I sigh with content.
"Thank you." I whisper.
I take another sip, just as wonderful as the last.
They just laughed and replied, "You looked like you needed it."
They leave me with my mug of cocoa.
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