<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Thursday, January 9th - 3:15 AM</strong></span><br/><em>Tree Swing</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/14/be/44/14be4445184d65863579f9e31ce34df1.jpg)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Marley Ann (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15283294#msg15283294)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Yellow raincoat (pictured), grey sweatpants, white sneakers<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Obliging a late night request<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong>Moderate frostbite<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Kaine | CLOSED<br/><hr/><em>Kaine was… laughing.</em>He was<em>laughing</em>, like the used to, before any of this<em>stupid</em>responsibility or professionalism or wars or apocalypses. Marley’s blue eyes blinked furiously at him through the snow.<em>He came back to her.</em><br/><br/>She was still so unbelievably mad at him for leaving her to fight the war in the first place. Marley swallowed and focused on her legs, which were still trapped in the snow. Though it was hard to focus on parts of your body that were too cold to feel anymore. “It’s not that funny,” Marley breathed, as her frigid, purple hands ran down the length of her sweatpants, in the snow, trying to pull one leg free at a time. Her brown hair was wet, coated in snowflakes. She had forgotten to put the hood of her yellow raincoat back up.<em>If two things could be real, did that mean he left her, and still cared about her?</em><br/><br/>“Kaine…” Marley’s voice started, watching as he approached through the freezing, compact snow like it had the same resistance as lake water. The only piece of clothing underneath her raincoat was her black bra that she had slept in.<em>If he put snow down there…</em>She tugged harder on her leg, slowly moving it, but not quick enough.<em>What the fuck was she doing?</em>She was a god damn teacher at a school for students with superpowers, tasked with training them to deal with high stress and high stakes situations. She<em>taught</em>classes on how to deal with crisis. And yet, here she was outside, in a snowstorm, in nothing but a raincoat and a pair of sweatpants, completely<em>unprepared</em>like a total<em>idiot</em>. "Don't you fucking dare," she growled, her blue eyes unable to leave Kaine.<br/><br/>She pulled harder on her stuck leg, desperate to not let him win, even though he already had.