[It isn't that he minds the cold. Not really. It's like anything else. Bearable if you grit your teeth and live through it. But in a remote northern Muggle city where the snow drifts were nearly up over the roof of the small cabin they'd rented, it was quite cold. It was the second week and while both had their wands to heat the fireplace, the draft was coming in fierce.
Remus held his coat to himself, the sun just having set. He tried to hold his jaw tight to keep from chattering. He didn't mind his partner, but the fireplace wasn't all that big. It threw off heat, but Remus couldn't seem to shake this chill. He was sure he could feel it in his bones.]
I'll start. and no worries~
Remus held his coat to himself, the sun just having set. He tried to hold his jaw tight to keep from chattering. He didn't mind his partner, but the fireplace wasn't all that big. It threw off heat, but Remus couldn't seem to shake this chill. He was sure he could feel it in his bones.]