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THE BODY HEAT MEME

Post with your character! They're now stuck in a very cold place of your choice. It can be anything, such as a freezing chamber, a cavern or a small cabin in the midst of a blizzard. The choice is up to you.

Comment around! Now your character has some company in this bone-chilling environment. The two of them share two things in common: clothes completely unfitting for this weather (be they summer clothes or even lingerie) and a blanket.

A blanket? Yes, just one warm blanket and no other ways to escape the cold. The two of them will have to share it in order to stay alive in this weather. Don't worry, you're sure to find a common language in this terrible situation!

So, uh, have fun, I suppose. Try to not freeze to death!

Protip: friction and body heat are both excellent ways to fend off cold.

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Rick Grimes | The Walking Dead.

[ringleadering]

[ladyofficerfriendly]

The sudden downpour had been both a blessing and a curse. While, the hot days had been getting the best of them all it was nice they were getting a break from it. With it being so late out there was no way the Grimes siblings were getting back to Alexandria anytime soon, causing them to take up refuge for the evening in an abandoned cabin they were fortunate to come across.

Soaked to the bone and shaking like a leaf on the wind, Riya pushed her weight against the door to close it once Rick had stepped inside. The heavy wooden door closing and sealing out the sudden burst of wind that had decided to add itself upon them, causing the already heavy rain to blow sideways upon their arrival to the cabin.

Cursing lowly she could still feel a slight breeze and glanced up to see what appeared to be a rather decent sized hole in the roof, water pouring in and causing the puddle upon the wooden floor to grow larger by the second. Trying to pull her soaked jacket around her body, while bringing her arms into her sides tightly she furrowed her brow in annoyance while shuffling around trying to see if there was a lantern they could use for a low source of light and perhaps a blanket or two left over by the previous tenants.

[ringleadering]

There were so many things Rick missed from the old world but at the moment he really wished for an umbrella or in the very least a raincoat. The rain pelted him as they rushed off towards the abandoned cabin they noticed along the way of trying to find some cover. While he would have preferred continuing on towards Alexandrian the force of the rain made it too difficult to properly see, which made it too dangerous. Not being able to see walkers could be a death sentence, the very same with not hearing the approach of others. At times, survivors were worse to encounter than the dead. They all had enough scars to show for it to prove the point.

Quickly stepping inside, Rick shook a little, eyes bouncing around to take inventory. The hole in the ceiling, the rickety couch and a trunk. The latter making him smile a little. "Looks like we might be gettin' a little luck here." He didn't hear any rattling noises from possible walkers either. Letting out a soft breath, he walked over to the trunk, crouching down to fight it open to see the contents. His fingers grasped onto a few blankets and some clothing. At least, something to keep them warm until they could head out after the storm passed.

"Might be too big but least it'll be better than wet clothes," Rick commented, gesturing for her to take a pair of the pants and the sweatshirt. He picked up a pair of pants for himself and a very oversized shirt. They looked like hunting clothes and he could imagine Daryl's exasperation if he had been with them.

[ladyofficerfriendly]

Heavy boots carried her around the small cabin, her body slipping past her brothers while she continued her search for an oil lamp. It'd be nice to have a bit of light, since the sky was growing darker. Boarded up windows not doing much in the way of letting in even a sliver of light at the moment. Throwing a glance over her shoulder toward Rick while he busied himself with the trunk, she soon found what she was looking for and moved back over toward him with he lamp in tow.

Body continuing to shiver almost more violently than before, the younger Grimes placed the lamp upon the floor as she dug her hand into her pocket for a lighter. Soon light erupted inside the cabin and she turned it down just to be on the safe side, leaving them enough to see by. Standing back up and pocketing the lighter she looked to Rick and nodded.

"Anythin' its better than wet clothes," Riya replied, taking the pair of pants and sweatshirt he had gestured toward and moving off to the other side of the busted up couch. Dry clothing draped over the arm of it, while she fought to get her soaked jacket off, before dealing with her boots and the remainder of her clothing, back toward him. They had grown up together, shared a room for years so wasn't like she had never changed in front of her brother before.