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Jamison slid the window nearby open, the wind howling outside behind him in a freezing craze. After slithering inside, he closed closed the glass, shivering with a chill and chattering teeth. Immediately he approached Dasia and held on to her. "Cold." He stuttered. (Have a cute thing, reply when you feel like it! C: )