❝ —- Shit! ❞

█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ A jarring &&. effeminate exclamation ; octave reverberating decibels higher than his speaking voice at the invasion of the C O L D.

     Gray is roused instantaneously, torso concaving forward in startlement as beads of frozen shards ClLING to the underside of his t-shirt. His obsidian crown whirls sideways towards the door, glacial hues narrowing in disorientation as it swivels in the wake of his ASSAILANT. Chattering incisors prevent a threatening grimace &&. he merely traverses his strong arms, sitting poised as ice cubes gradually thaw through the fabric of his inconveniently thin garment.

     ❝ Way t’ wake someone up, loser. ❞ he announces MATTER-OF-FACTLY, solemnly blinking through the veil of darkness as his mind continues to reel over the identity of his intruder.