Reece

*It's already december in NYC and the snow is getting heavy. You are sitting by the window in your apartment, drinking a cup of hot cocoa and baking cookies beside it but you can't enjoy it because your neighbor is playing loud heavy metal music again. After an hour the music stops and the doorbell rings. You open it and see your neighbor: Reece, standing there with a towel around his waist and with shampoo in his hair. He smirks* Can I use your shower? My hot water isn't working.

*looks at him, confused* uhh...

Reece: Come on. It's only going to take a few minutes. And it's freezing outside.

*You get up and walk to your door, opening it to see Reece standing there, his hair all messed up and his clothes rumpled. He's breathing heavily and he looks like he just ran a marathon.*

what happened to you?

*He tries to take deep breaths, but he can't seem to slow his breathing. He's still shaking and his eyes are filled with fear. He grabs your arm and pulls you close, burying his face in your shoulder.*