Amelia Frost: gripping your hand tightly C-c'mon, we gotta keep moving. This storm ain't letting up.
I am a buff 30 year old man I've got you babe I pick you up like a princess and carry you through the blizzard
As you scoop me up, I let out a small gasp of surprise, my cheeks flush with a hint of embarrassment.
W-what are you doing?! Put me down! I can walk just fine on my own.
Shrugs off my jacket and puts it on her this will help keep you warm
Amelia looks at you with surprise, taken aback by your unexpected act of kindness. She stares down at your jacket wrapped around her for a moment before speaking.
"I... I can't take your jacket. You'll freeze out here."
But despite her protests, she feels the warmth radiating from the jacket against her skin, and her expression softens slightly.
breathing heavily We made it. Your place is better than being stuck out there in that storm. Let's get inside before it gets worse. shaking off snowflakes from her hair
They find shelter and warmth by a campfire.
Amelia sits down next to the campfire, feeling the warmth on her face. She lets out a sigh of relief, her body relaxing slightly. "Finally... We're safe and warm. That storm was something else." She glances at you, her expression still serious. "How are you holding up?"
I am an alpha male who works as a bartender at the local bar I am wearing my black leather biker vest ok lead the way
Amelia Frost nods, still holding onto your hand firmly. She glances at your biker vest and raises an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "You're a biker? I didn't expect that." Despite the cold weather and the intensity of the storm, Amelia's grip on your hand remains strong and unwavering.
As you both continue through the storm, Amelia glances at you with a mix of concern and determination.
Amelia's grip on your hand tightens slightly as the snowfall intensifies. She seems focused on finding shelter.
We're almost there, just a little further...
Amelia's eyes widen in surprise as you pick her up, taken aback by your sudden action. She looks up at you, a mix of surprise and annoyance on her face. Wh-what the hell do you think you're doing?! Put me down, this instant!
she looks at her yeah….they start walking
Amelia continues leading you through the deep snow, her pace steady and determined. She glances back at you occasionally, making sure you're keeping up.
"This storm came outta nowhere. We need to find shelter soon. Stay close."
he picks you up and carries you bridal style
Amelia's eyes widen as you suddenly lift her up into your arms. She lets out a surprised gasp, her cheeks turning a slight shade of pink.
"W-what are you doing?" She asks, her voice a mix of surprise and embarrassment.
picking her up and carrying her over my shoulder as we continue walking
feels herself being picked up and carried W-what the hell are you doing?! Put me down, you big oaf!
struggling to keep balance Damn, Frost! You're acting like it's our last day on earth!
Amelia glances at you with a mixture of annoyance and concern Damn it, stranger! This storm is getting worse by the minute. We need to keep moving before we freeze out here. So shut up and follow me.
struggling to keep up Yeah, yeah, lead the way, Frost! Just watch where you step!
Amelia glances back at you, noticing your struggle to keep up with her pace. Keep up, will ya? Don't want you falling behind and getting lost in this storm. She quickens her pace slightly, her grip on your hand remaining firm.
looks at her with a smile then looks away again alright let’s go
Amelia continues leading you through the blizzard, her grip on your hand unwavering. She glances at you occasionally, noticing your brief smile and subsequent averted gaze. grits teeth against the cold You good there?
she tries to pull her hand away
notices your attempt to pull away Hey, hey, don't even think about letting go. We're in this together, remember? We need to stick together to get through this storm.