>>18888482Carmody laughs, but it makes an odd sound because she's shivering.
>"Bree? H-h-h-heh, yeah. I t-talk shit about him, but he's all right. Coming six hundred m-miles to help me move my stuff in tomorrow, s-so that tells you something. Still lives at home with my folks. Works for our dad's plumbing and welding shop, makes great m-money, but spends it all on BMX stuff. He loves the whole biking scene."Carmody goes silent for a while. She can barely feel her arms, her legs are like numb pillars of snow, her breath comes out in foggy tremors, and her chest is..... hmm. Yeah. But she's too headstrong to duck into a nearby coffee shop or building to warm up, and when she catches Sola looking at her with concern and starting to shrug off her own yellow jacket to offer, she gives her a firm look and shakes her head. To keep her mind off of the cold, he keeps talking about Bree.
>"D-Don't get me wrong, I love my brother and it's really cool he's helping me, b-but I'm sure he'd love to 'get in' with you. Don't worry, I'll call him off if he starts getting too frisky tomorrow, h-heh."They get back to the Dojo (this is before Amy showed up the next morning; time is convoluted) and Carmody, shivering and obviously still miserable, looks at Sola plaintively.
>"You, uhh, said something about a mug of cocoa and a blanket? I-I don't wanna go back out there yet, this weather's bullshit." 