She didn't know how he could stand to be outside with the cool air holding a very distinct chill. Maybe she was just meant to be in Miami but damn, it was freezing outside in her opinion. That was probably why she had the heater up to about eighty and was dressed in a pair of thin dorm pants and a beater she had stolen from him a few days ago. She was busy in the kitchen, getting things settled and organized and put where she wanted them before she realized she was hungry. Pursing her lips, she padded back out into the living room for the fourth time and opened the door only to jump back as the cold air hit her, her brow furrowed and her lips turning into a frown as she quickly slammed the door back closed and went against the wall on the other side of the living room, her arms folded beneath her chest and her lip jutting out into a pout. She wanted to order in and wanted his opinion but there was no way in HELL she was going out in the cold to ask him. She sighed, looking down as Rocky looked at her quizzically. She patted the dogs head and then raised an eyebrow in question, waving her hand in a 'come in!' motion.
