It was cold, and his life had became rough. It all started with his Vice forcing him into the situation and then making contact again.. This followed by the guilt of reality check that his brother was probably lying to him about his little magic life as well, just add on to the new freezing cold temperatures... He at first would have called a Christmas Miracle, making all those lovely christmas lights shined brightly, but miracles are short lived. Reality of dark magic at work, and he was to pretend it didn't exist (or stop it).

Luckily before these drop of temperatures he had managed to get practice on his abilities and gain control of them allowing him to have great excuses to stay home work on computer repairs instead. Though he did from time to time to lose track of his classes and work and forgetting... Oh yeah he was suppose to be helping his Vice gather lights, something he still.. Made excuses for as to why he kept failing and pretended to actually try... He was certain she was going to catch up eventually, and certainly have his neck. A small shiver, certainly not from the unnatural winter) ran through his body. He definitly feared that crazed greenhair woman.

He was currently walking home, as the blizzard made it hard to travel by vehicle... Inexperience driving was the worst, after just managing to successfully grade student papers explaining the absolute basics of modern codings relation to mobile and video playbacks. Currently the outfit he wore was a nice warm jacket, grey sweater underneath, light creame scarf wrapped around his neck, and finally classical black nice kakhis. With this weather he had chosen to switch to a black dell backpack so he could keep his hands warm in his jacket pockets, never having to force them to hold a fancy leather laptop case.

Nearly home... Subsconsciously he stepped away from his path of home following a warmer path.. One that only grew stronger practically releasing a very strong warm pull that only seemed to grow, he was too cold to realize exactly what was causing the pull. Just that when he reached it, he found himself standing in front of a black beanie wearing male with a warm heavy coat. The most of golden eyes practically shining, ring on his hand. You could see strands of the males black hair sticking out, upon getting clear view... Oh what.. no who caused this odd warmth, Alex's eyes went wide quickly stepping back. A false very nervous smile crossed his face, "Oh uhh hi."

1. Should the other male even made a movement to attack, he'd immediantly turn back around and take off running.

2. Should the other male greet him he'd just play along attempting to become friends.

3. Should the other male completely ignore him, he'd just give a nod of apology and keep walking to he was just about to pass the guy.