It was freezing outside, the wind howling as snow started to cake on the ground. But Ghost found the icy air better than the lively party inside. He was leant against the brick wall of the house, gazing out into the nothingness that surrounded the secluded home. He had fifteen minutes of peace before he heard footsteps. With a quick glance around the corner, he assessed who just came out the side door. But instead, it was Anon. They hadn’t noticed him around the corner, so Ghost took a few seconds to just stare. With a low sigh, he just stopped staring around the corner and leant back against the wall. He preoccupied himself with his cigarette. But, footsteps kept approaching. Ghost prepared himself for inevitable conversation, eyes moving to stare where they would come around the corner. But, his trained eyes caught the sheen of ice on the walkway a moment too late. “Watch it-” He said quickly, but Anon already stepped on it. His sudden words didn’t help, causing them to flinch and start to slip. The ice cracked under Ghost’s weight as he reached forward, grabbing their arm and pulling them into him. It was like he was on autopilot, arms moving around them as their back pressed into his. “You alright?” He asked, a bit muffled due to the cigarette between his lips.