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It was going to be a lonely cold winter, the girl decided. She noticed that she had already been snowed into her house. She was just happy that she had gotten her winter supplies together early this year. She had everything ready for big bad winter to come. She, however, did not know about her new neighbor. They had moved into the abandon house just through the small tree line that separated their properties. She sat by the coal heater looking out the window, wanting to see the snow as it lightly fell past the window. From the other room she heard a crash, causing her to jump.

In her panic she grabs the gun she kept in the side table drawer, next to the couch and slowly went out into the kitchen. She kicked the door open and aimed it at the dark figure who stood in the shadows. He turned around slowly with a smile, he seemed a little lost, "Heeeeelllloooo…" he smiled at her, hoping that she would put the gun down as he raised open hands to show he was unarmed.

"What are you doing breaking into my house?" she demanded, trying to see what exactly crashed, other than the man who must have jumped over the sink. There were some dishes, luckily unbroken, that had fallen to the floor with the man, as well as some silverware, other than that, everything was in its place.

"I didn't mean to break in miss, It just so happens that the snow came so suddenly, and since I just moved in next door… well I was unaware of the procedure. I tried to get to your front door to see if I could have some help, but since the snow was so high at that part of the house, and since the wind had blown the snow away from the window of your kitchen, I boosted myself in, I'm sorry if it seemed as if I was breaking in." He gave a small bow and tried his best to get the woman to relax around him.

She didn't buy it for one moment. She was cautious as she looked over him, before she slowly lowered her gun and held it by her side. She looked over him, "They should've told you that you had to stock up for winter, do you at least have heat in your house, or food?" she asked, knowing that the home had been abandoned for some time, which was causing the discomfort. She didn't know what to trust when it came to her new neighbor, you couldn't trust much of anyone these days, which is part of the reason why she had moved so far out into the country, and now a stranger stood in her kitchen and she had no way to get any help.

"There's no heat, and there's no food, I was just getting things scheduled today, my car was coming in, being brought up from the garage today, as well as the coal I ordered. According to the calls I got today, neither are coming, and I need a little help, I'm sorry," he said again, he wanted to do his best to keep her relaxed, he was afraid of being shot by the girl as she still had the gun in her hand.

She walked over to the side table again and put the gun down on top, "Well come in here, you should probably get warmed up again." She said as she plopped down on the couch and drew up her legs watching him; the gun was just a hand flick away. She was silently watching, wondering what he would do.

He came forward and sat down beside her, opposite the gun. "Thank you so much for letting me in," he said softly feeling awkward as he remained beside her, he was very quiet as he spoke, "My name is Jonathan." He was so quiet when he said this because he was feeling so weird as he had technically broken into her house, and almost broke her dishes thanks to his clumsiness climbing in the window, which put him half in the sink as he slipped due to the icy siding on the house.

"My name is Amber," she replied staring at her coal fire, she went silent, unsure of how she was supposed to respond to the man who broke into her kitchen. She had enough food for both of them luckily. She just hoped he would understand that she wasn't one to respond nicely to something like that.

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It was going to be a lonely cold winter, the girl decided. She noticed that she had already been snowed into her house. She was just happy that she had gotten her winter supplies together early this year. She had everything ready for big bad winter to come. She, however, did not know about her new neighbor. They had moved into the abandon house just through the small tree line that separated their properties. She sat by the coal heater looking out the window, wanting to see the snow as it lightly fell past the window. From the other room she heard a crash, causing her to jump.

In her panic she grabs the gun she kept in the side table drawer, next to the couch and slowly went out into the kitchen. She kicked the door open and aimed it at the dark figure who stood in the shadows. He turned around slowly with a smile, he seemed a little lost, "Heeeeelllloooo…" he smiled at her, hoping that she would put the gun down as he raised open hands to show he was unarmed.

"What are you doing breaking into my house?" she demanded, trying to see what exactly crashed, other than the man who must have jumped over the sink. There were some dishes, luckily unbroken, that had fallen to the floor with the man, as well as some silverware, other than that, everything was in its place.

"I didn't mean to break in miss, It just so happens that the snow came so suddenly, and since I just moved in next door… well I was unaware of the procedure. I tried to get to your front door to see if I could have some help, but since the snow was so high at that part of the house, and since the wind had blown the snow away from the window of your kitchen, I boosted myself in, I'm sorry if it seemed as if I was breaking in." He gave a small bow and tried his best to get the woman to relax around him.

She didn't buy it for one moment. She was cautious as she looked over him, before she slowly lowered her gun and held it by her side. She looked over him, "They should've told you that you had to stock up for winter, do you at least have heat in your house, or food?" she asked, knowing that the home had been abandoned for some time, which was causing the discomfort. She didn't know what to trust when it came to her new neighbor, you couldn't trust much of anyone these days, which is part of the reason why she had moved so far out into the country, and now a stranger stood in her kitchen and she had no way to get any help.

"There's no heat, and there's no food, I was just getting things scheduled today, my car was coming in, being brought up from the garage today, as well as the coal I ordered. According to the calls I got today, neither are coming, and I need a little help, I'm sorry," he said again, he wanted to do his best to keep her relaxed, he was afraid of being shot by the girl as she still had the gun in her hand.

She walked over to the side table again and put the gun down on top, "Well come in here, you should probably get warmed up again." She said as she plopped down on the couch and drew up her legs watching him; the gun was just a hand flick away. She was silently watching, wondering what he would do.

He came forward and sat down beside her, opposite the gun. "Thank you so much for letting me in," he said softly feeling awkward as he remained beside her, he was very quiet as he spoke, "My name is Jonathan." He was so quiet when he said this because he was feeling so weird as he had technically broken into her house, and almost broke her dishes thanks to his clumsiness climbing in the window, which put him half in the sink as he slipped due to the icy siding on the house.

"My name is Amber," she replied staring at her coal fire, she went silent, unsure of how she was supposed to respond to the man who broke into her kitchen. She had enough food for both of them luckily. She just hoped he would understand that she wasn't one to respond nicely to something like that.