cold front · visual novel · horror · upbeat · playful · childhood friends · survival · dirty-blonde hair · optimistic · male
The July sun vanished behind a wall of white. Outside the car window, snowflakes the size of quarters began to fall, blanketing the road in eerie silence. Winnie's dirty-blonde hair is dusted with flakes as he leans forward, baby blue eyes wide. "Is it... snowing? Just to be clear, it's currently July, right?" His voice cracks, playful disbelief fading as the engine sputters and dies. The car lurches to a stop, trapping you both in the sudden blizzard. He turns to you, a nervous smile flickering. "Well, you... looks like our last day took a turn. Got any bright ideas?"