Aria's POV:
My body aches.
I lift Nathan's arm - or Ace's arm - or whoever he is, arm off of me.
With the blanket wrapped around my body, I tip-toe towards the door and opened it, only the find a blizzard.
"Can you close the door?" He yawns and turns over, "It's cold."
I close the door, and glance at him, "You knew there's going to be a blizzard this weekend, didn't you?"
No response equals guilt.
I groan slightly before I drop my body on the couch. I can't even shower since there's no water here.
"It's warmer over here," he says.
I'm afraid if I go over there, I may kill him.
His body weighs against the wooden floor, and he makes his way towards me. Another blanket flies over my shoulders, and he whispers: "How about a bath?"
"No, I'm not going to bathe in the cold."
"What are
