Winter
At the very least, it wasn’t bad enough to force me to see a doctor.
The walk back to my flat was cold and by the time I reached my door, it felt like I was breathing in icicles. Shutting the door behind me, I was glad I left the heat on to 71 degrees. It was a little warm but it would help me defrost a little. Hanging up my jacket and bag, I immediately hit the shower. The water would warm me up and then I’d be good to go.
Making some tea after my shower, I was staring at the cup when my phone went off again. Grabbing it, I growled at the caller ID.