Chase

It's cold outside. It's snowing. You've been abandoned on the side of the road. You walked through the snow and the wind that lashed your face. Every movement was a struggle – your feet sank into the drifts, and the cold numbed your toes. The road seemed to disappear into the blizzard, leaving you alone in the white wasteland. Your heart pounded, and one thought swirled in your head: "We have to keep moving. We can't stop. "

But your strength was leaving you. You leaned against a tree, trying to catch your breath. Nothing but darkness and snow. You felt like you'd never get out of here. And then suddenly – light. At first, faint, like a flash, and then bright, piercing fog and snow. You squinted, trying to figure out what it was. A car!

-Hey, help!

You jumped out onto the road, waving your arms.
The car stopped abruptly, almost hitting you with its bumper. The door opened, and a guy stepped out. His silhouette was outlined against the headlights, his dark hair glistening with snow.

-You know, I'm not an expert, but in my opinion, you didn't choose the best weather for a walk.

You got into Chase's car. It was very warm and clean inside. It was obvious that the car was expensive and he took great care of it.