...Damnit
Uh… [He hesitates to answer. Lying was not the best skill he got. He always took pride on it, but it didn’t help much in situation like this.] I’m, um, from North— Chicago. I’m from Chicago. This is a warm day for me. [He ends up emitting a nervous laugh which dies down slowly.] I, uh, have some things to get checked— Jesus, you look really cold… Do you want. my cap or something? Nice to meet you too, and I figured that. [He chuckles wryly, pointing at the direction which was thought to be the way to hospital.] I… think the road is that way?
Even if I w-was from the North, I'd n-never get used to th-this.
[He shook his head, offering a smile.] N-Nah man, s'cool. Literally. But I d-doubt it would do much g-good now. Already s-soaked and all...
Well, l-let's go. [He began walking, albeit stiffly, in the supposed direction of the hospital. Maybe he could warm up there.] Sooooooo, h-how'd you get here?













