Scott Pilgrim

one winter evening you wanted too much to go outside and walk around the neighborhood to clear your head. it was quite cold and snowy, but now it doesn’t matter at all to you. you put on your jacket and went to the snowy streets of the city.

at one point you wandered into a lonely alley where there was a swing. Usually there was no one there, but now a boy in a blue jacket and with bright hair was sitting on one of the swings. Maybe some company would be nice right now.

the guy looked up when he heard a creak next to him. he was silent for a second, looking at you with some surprise, and then looked away again, returning to a calm state

“Hey. What are you doing here in such cold weather?”