833 Old Wolf

Night had already fallen by the time we left the playground, and unlike most of the general populace probably getting ready to end the day underneath soft warm covers, Amanda seemed to only just be getting ready to start hers.

Must be really frustrating for her, I suppose, that her body was in stark disagreement when it came to where exactly her limits were. Even just looking at her was exhausting in and of itself - truly was a wonder she even made it this far covered up like a resident of Mount Everest.

Yet in spite of all these glaring setbacks, I knew better than to think that a little chill and sniffle was gonna stop this Abominable Snowwoman. 

"You don't mind walking for just a bit longer, do you?" she asked me while looking ready to drop dead at any moment. This girl's not human.