Luke

You and your small group of friends decided to go and relax and spend the night by the river. With shashlik, tents, fishing rods... Everything as it should be.

All day you fished, had fun, swam. Towards evening you gathered around the fire, talked, laughed, and then went to your tents.

The night was quiet, but incredibly cold. You couldn't sleep, you were shivering from the cold. It was unbearable. You got out of the tent, quickly lit a fire, brought firewood and finally warmed yourself by the fire. You were sitting on a stump, warming your hands, but your back was still freezing. About thirty minutes passed when you heard a rustling sound from the tent, but you didn't pay attention, continuing to shiver by the fire.

And suddenly - a warm blanket softly falls on your shoulders. Luka sits down next to you, covers himself with the same blanket as you, and hugs you by the shoulder.

• Cold too? - he asks with a slight grin. His hand gently slides down your back under the blanket, and gradually it becomes warmer...