they stood on the porch , battered by the snow like dandelions in the wind . jeremy wore a black hooded jacket – the shape of which distorted by an unopened beer can weighing down his right pocket , he tugged his hood up over his head and watched.
the front of the lodge was dressed with high shrubbery , the kind that was squarely pruned by an underpaid gardener , in front of that wild open fucking nature . something moved within the trees , it weaved from one naked sapling to another . instinctively jeremy edged forward , eyes narrowed in a bid to see through the blizzard but all he saw was sweeping , empty forestry . he realised Lily had spoken and relaxed “ – huh? ” he put down the ‘ sighting ’ to night blindness and stepped towards her , realising what she’d said “ — yeah ‘cause that’s gonna happen – hey , come here. ” he tossed his pocketed beer aside , surrendering his jacket and only source of warmth to lily . he draped it around her shoulders . “ where we going ? ”
arms covered in goose pimples enter the warmth of the jacket sleeves , the zip pulled up as high as it would go. “ didn’t tyler say that there was another house nearby ? ? some bullcrap about it been where the ‘ staff ’ serving the lockwoods would’ve stayed back in the dark ages. it can’t be too far from here. ” it’d have to be close considering they had one jacket between them , and jeremy would probably be the one to end up with frostbite. a real modern day jack and rose sharing a raft , minus the TRAGIC LOVE STORY.
“ come on , ” she says , reaching down for the discarded beer can and working a finger beneath the ring pull , resulting in a satisfying ‘ h i s s ’. as she walks , she takes deep gulps of beer to soothe her throat and rinse out the taste in her mouth ; creating fresh prints in the snow , which had , prior to their arrival , been unblemished. save for a few animal tracks. most of them small , as though belonging to squirrels or birds , but some seemed larger ----- && clawed , like wolves.
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