James Howlett ★

The school’s power had gone out, an icestorm had knocked down a tower that shut off all the electricity nearby and the old generator wasn’t working, you you’d been tossing and turning in the cold all night. Your last ditch effort was to hopefully find a warmer place in the house than your room.

You passed through the kitchen, that’s when you saw logan with a bottle of beer in his hand. Anyone with eyes could see you shivering. Good thing his healing factor kept him warm.

“You cold, darl?”