✦Out In the Warm/Cold✧ [Matt]

[Prince Inigo]

Patch Crider
"Um... h-hi?"

Snow fell in District 8, soft enough that could not be packed into a ball. Chilly air blew furiously, mad for Mother Nature and her winter wrath. Except for the people that would be working for the day - which was probably most - there would be usually be not one that wanted to enter the cold and embrace the descending frozen water droplets with many layers of clothes and coat. Today, it seemed no fire would be enough to satisfy the human body to an appropriate temperature. No calidity to burn up the frigid air.

Early morning, the parents of the Crider household were still around to see the children. Patch had barely woken, tossing around extra piles of blankets over his tiny body, always being cold even in the summer time. When his body told him that he was to be fully awake, the nine-year old could not protest, instead smacking his lips for dryness. Instantly, as his feet made contact with the floor, the young boy had reached down for a pair of socks and the slippers - both having some holes. With shut eyes, the boy went to get ready for the day, sluggishly. As soon as the brain was able to register being alert and that a new morning in winter had arrived, he could have sworn that the aroma of batter being toasted to a golden brown and melted butter.

Again, he only smacked his lips, still trying to persuade himself that he did not need to sleep. Just open his eyes and see the family that seemed loving - for the most part.