Damon walked into the white mist, shivering his ass off. " I need glasses to see in this damn thing." He cursed, trotting one foot at a time in the deep snow trying to get to the shed.
The vibration from his phone in his pocket startled him. "Son of a bitch." He jumped and pulled his phone out of his pocket. He looked at the caller ID, ignoring the call shortly after. The harsh snow was piercing through his clothes as he made his way around the house and spotted the shed light illuminating from the inside.
"Thank god." He said with relief as he poked his head in through the open door and took a peek. " Tyler?" He called, seeing the small window-like space open, on the other side. " What are you doing out here all alone?" He asked looking at him hide something behind his back.
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