Robin tried her best to ignore Wilder’s existence. She felt like s**t about her small speech, though she was happy that she spoke her thoughts out, happy that she welcomed anger. It gave her energy, the power to keep sane and fight the heat. She wasn’t going to submit to something like that. It is not fair that all my problems get solved as soon as I touch him. Robin thought as she laid in the snow that night. She was still way too hot to get back inside.
Robin spent the night outside and fell asleep in the snow. By morning her clothes were soaked and as the wind blew through the mountains, Robin sneezed. She grumbled under her breath about getting cold on top of the heat and went back to her room to get changed to a dry set of clothes.
When she laid back down in the snow, Wil
