((OOC: Partner already decided)) Snow covers the town with a veil that looks like the garment of a thousand fallen pigeons, outside the temperature is crazily low and the sky is not as white as day, it is dark and grey, it had no remedy. Winter was clearly there on all of it's might and, said the broadcasts news from the radio, it wouldn't rest anytime soon. This was known as one of the worst winters people had seen so far. In the streets there lies thousands of buildings with apartments, and inside of one of these a young man looked out the window, sighing as he rested his head in his hands, looking outside with a glimpse of expectation as if he awaited for something to happen outside that would fix any of the problems going on trough his head. He observed quietly, his greyish blue hair almost covering his face, his heterocromic eyes simply gazing at the black veil outside the window which used to be streets, it looked like the north pole outside. His pale skin and his thin body gave out that he wasn't all that sane, but as soon as the radio went off once more, he turned to look at it curiously, he neared it, lifted it up with his thin hands, hit it softly, and the it turned on again. "You don't feel so good today, do you?" he asked to the small machine, like it were to respond "I just hope he gets here soon ...I really need a new roommate... I hope anyone read the newspaper today..."