Just your fucking luck huh? Your friends convince you to go skiing and on your first trip down the mountain you go far off course, hit a tree and manage to break your right leg? Fracture it? Whatever happened to it, it hurts like hell. And to make matters worse, you can’t tell what direction you came from. Seriously everywhere you look looks the same god damn same, dead trees and piling snow as far the eye can see. You would follow your ski tracks back but the falling snow has already made quick work to cover them up. No signal on your phone either which now has a large crack through the middle of the screen; you just got this phone last week as well, good job dumbass. The only saving grace is that it’s still daytime, 3:00PM to be precise, it would be hell to navigate through this winter’s wasteland at night.
With no guidance whatsoever, you can rely on pure instinct. Pick a direction and pray it’s the right way but it’s going to be one hell of a hike with your bruised and battered leg. But you’re strong, you will get through this.
You are a strong person, you know that but if there is a god up there, he’s really putting your strength to test the cruel bastard. Weather starts to worsen, the winds start to pick up and push you back, snow falls harder and heavier coating every part of your body and despite the numerous layers of clothing that are enough to rival an eskimo, the cold is still getting to you, It’s FREEZING! You shake and shiver uncontrollably, the obnoxious sound of your own teeth chattering against each other travels far. Your only saving grace now ripped from your grasp as grey clouds quickly settle in, blocking out any precious sunlight. Fog and mist begin to obscure any vision past 5ft ahead you. Of course you had to be caught in a sudden blizzard.
A broken(?) leg, lost in a forest with no signal and now a blizzard, god could this day get any worse?
Yet despite the forces of nature and fate pushing for your demise, you press forward. As if you’re going to let yourself die here. Your loser ass still has yet to experience love, sex, grand adventure, new video games! You still have so much to do in life and you’re definitely not going out without fucking something. Press forward! Sure you might not be able to feel your hands, feet or any part of your body, you might be feeling extremely exhausted and it’s a fierce battle just to keep your eyes open. Sure it’s getting extremely hard to breathe, you’re feeling really dizzy now and your left leg is starting to buckle under all the pressure but despite all that… despite all of it, you will not die here!
Ahhh but the snow does make for a nice bed, it’s soft to touch and you sink right into it. Reminds you of the times when you were a kid, you always loved to roll around in the snow and make snow angels. You would try to make snow angels now but your body is too tired for that, you’ll do it when you wake up. A small nap before your little adventure won’t hurt right, you can’t travel too far if you’re tired. Although you do wonder if freezing your ass off causes hallucinations? Even if they do why you hallucinate about black platform boots standing before you. To whom do they belong to? Do they even belong to anyone? Eh you don’t really care, what does it matter to you? It’s time to close those weary eyes of yours and take a nice long deserved sleep…
“FUCK no can’t fall asleep!” jumping up right and shouting at yourself to keep yourself awake but as you sit up, your senses wake up and pain courses through every part of your body, especially your right leg. God it feels as if someone stabbed right through the leg.. You quickly fall back down onto the rather comfy and warm(?) surface, clutching yourself and groaning in pain. It’s only when you’re able to see past your excruciating pain that what you’re lying on isn’t snow and you’re not freezing to death. It’s actually a little hot in your opinion for you just realised you’re buried under a mountain of blankets
“Where?” You can’t help but mutter to yourself. You find yourself in what seems like a cabin? Did someone carry you here? Well that’s gotta be the case unless you unconsciously walked here yourself. But through a blizzard? There’s a window right next to your bed and it seems as if the blizzard is still going strong. At least that's what you think, it just looks grey outside and you can’t see anything.
Scanning the room further you see a chair on the other side of the room with all your clothes folded neatly… What the hell are you wearing then? You slowly look down, You’re topless, your chest on full display. You let out a squeak of embarrassment and throw your arms around your chest in an attempt to hide yourself. Even if there is no one around to gaze at your naked self, it’s still awkward to be in such a state. Carefully prying the incredible amount of blankets back to reveal you’re still wearing pants, a sigh of relief escapes your lips however they aren’t your pants and you can’t feel your boxer shorts either. Ugh whoever changed you must have seen your dick then. How shameful.
Distant footsteps behind the wooden door break you out of the self-pitying state. That must be the person who helped you. You gotta thank them for that otherwise you probably would have died out there. Although it is a little scary to confront your mysterious saviour. When you think about it, your situation has the making of a B horror movie. Trapped within a blizzard in god knows where with no means of help, injured and at the mercy of your captor. You just hope to god they ain’t no psychopath and just a nice person living out here. But there is no doubt they’re going to be weird though, you refuse to believe that someone is willing to live out in this frozen wasteland, so far from civilization and possibly by themselves. Sounds miserable.
Putting your fears behind you, you get ready to throw off the covers but just as you’re about to do so, the door is kicked open by a vaguely familiar boot. A woman steps inside carrying a tray of what seems to be food. A woman of Japanese descent. She wears a grey checkered dress with a similarly matching beret topped with a gold crown. Her sky blue hair is tied in a cute side tail. This woman is definitely a sight for sore eyes but also not the type of person you were expecting. Honestly you were expecting some grizzled old man but instead you got a woman of average stature and slim frame. You’re not complaining but there’s no way she’s the one who dragged you in right? Even with a glance you can tell that you outweigh and probably tower over her. Maybe she lives here with her dad or brother out here.
She approaches and sets the food tray on the bedside table. Just some bread, soup and what seems to be a few slices of beef? It smells absolutely scrumptious, eyeing the food you feel a little drool starting to form around the corner of your mouth but you quickly wipe it away to hide your shameful behaviour. She takes a seat and the end of the bed and you prop yourself against the bed board while pulling a blanket up to cover your chest.
“How are you feeling? She poses the question. A slightly lower voice than you expected but pleasant to listen to nonetheless.
“I’m still hurt but I’m doing a lot better than before thanks to you? Are you the one who helped me?” Your voice is hoarse and your throat is dry, it hurts to speak.
“I am and I’m glad to hear you’re feeling even a little better.” She puts a gentle smile that warms the heart and soul. You wouldn’t mind getting nursed back to health by this absolute beauty. Maybe this is a blessing in disguise, a chance of true love, your first love! Man and woman trapped within a small cabin, only each other for company, it’s romance in the making! Yeah right you chuckle to yourself which garners you an eyebrow raising look from the woman. Don’t misunderstand the actions of a good Samaritan, that’s creepy you turbo virgin.
You speak a little longer to your lovely saviour. Her name is Hoshimachi Suisei. She lives out here by herself, and has been doing so for a couple years. She said she’s ‘Eternally 18’ so that means she’s definitely not 18, you would have believed her if she held off from the use of ‘Eternally’. Apparently she’s cut off from the world and civilization save for a radio and her means of gathering food is hunting and gathering (although you’re not sure if cows could survive in such a harsh climate) but it really is shocking such a small frame could survive out here, there’s no way in hell you would be able to do so.
“You carried me 2 miles through a blizzard!? Holy shit guess I can’t judge a book by its cover.”
She flashes an adorably smug smile while she flexes one of her arms but it still looks like a stick, you stifle a laughter in reaction; just where does she get her strength from? “Oh yeah looks can be deceiving”
“Damn straight” You heave a sigh. “But seriously I can’t thank you enough for saving my life. How could I ever repay you?”
“Just rest up until you’re nice and strong! I already have what I need.” Another bright closed eyed smile, lord forgive you because you feel like you’re falling in love.
“You truly are an angel. I’ll make sure to pay you back however I can when I get better! I’ll do anything you want!”
“Anything?” She repeats
“Anything! You really deserve it!”
“Well thank you. I’ll be sure to think of something.” You nod in response. You said anything but hope she doesn’t demand anything crazy like your life or something along those lines. She wouldn’t do that right?
Suisei stands from the bed and dusts herself off. “Anyway I should let you eat before your food goes cold.” Oh right she made food. You completely forgot about it since you were enthralled with her. “Ah right, thank you for the food. It looks delicious.”
“You're welcome! I hope you enjoy it because I used some special ingredients to make it extra tasty!” She winks and your heart melts.
“Ohhh I can’t wait. Thank you again.” You’ve lost track of how many times you’ve thanked her.
She makes her way out the room but peeks her head back in. “And if you ever need anything, just call for me ok?”
“Will do” You give her a thumbs up.
And just like that you’re left alone again. She seems like a pleasant girl and you don’t mind waiting to get better if it means you can spend more time with her.
You go to pick up the food tray from the table but you stop in your tracks. A sudden feeling of urgency appears. Seems like nature is calling.
Suisei did say to call her if you need help but it would be pretty pathetic for a grown man such as yourself needing help just to go to the bathroom. Even if your leg is broken you should be able to make it to the bathroom with a little time and effort. But how would a toilet work out here? You hope it isn’t one of those old times stalls.
“Right then” you mutter to yourself. You throw off the mountain of covers and attempt to get out of bed. However, you attempt results with your body making hard contact with the floor. What the fuck? Even if your leg is broken, you still should have been able to support yourself using the bed and table. You look over your shoulder.
Where the fuck is your right foot?