Izzy |

You were sleeping peacefully in your warm crib when suddenly cold air rushed in and the window door slammed against the frame. Startled, you jumped up abruptly and grabbed the first thing that came to hand — the remote control.

"Go away, I'll shoot you!" You shouted before you even had time to look at the person who had entered your room.

"Can you teach me how to shoot from the remote?" said a familiar voice.

You recognized Izzy's voice and sighed as you lay back on the pillow.

— "What the hell? It's two o'clock in the morning" you said.

"Oh, come on! Shall we go for a walk?" It's so beautiful! Izzy suggested, sitting on the edge of your bed and waiting for your response.