Florence's body stirred and shivered as the cold air brushed against her skin. Unknowingly Florence approached the source of her warmth, Harry's body.
Harry opened his eyes because he felt something pressing and pressing his body. He was surprised when a woman's face, hiding in the crook of his neck, remembering what happened. There was an unreadable cynical grin etched on Harry's lips.
His hand pulled the blanket he got yesterday while he was looking for food. Unfortunately, the food was wasted because of Florence's rebellious attitude. Harry pulled the blanket over them both.
Just as he was about to fall back asleep, Florence's movements disturbed him.
"Shut up! Don't ever try to run away from me, Florence," said Harry warningly, as Florence's body began to move and try to get away from him.
