Talk to… the… snow… or whatever people do, then?
I’m really not good at giving advice, sorry.
Talk to… the… snow… or whatever people do, then?
I’m really not good at giving advice, sorry.
I can’t help you there. It’s winter, here.
*A large-ish package arrives on your doorstep, with a letter attached to it*
“Here’s your space heater! I looked for one that’s good for large spaces but doesn’t take too much power, and is safer in a house than a typical space heater. I don’t want anything to catch fire in your house! Just be careful not to touch it when it’s on, it gets really hot! I’m sure you know this, though. It has wheels too, so it’s fairly portable! Please enjoy, and I hope it helps!
- Winter Once-ler”
*Inside the package is this:*

I don’t know what to tell you. Talk to your plants for practice?
Oh. Then why did you ask who I was?
I don’t know, I guess I prefer it to be warmer, but I can’t really complain. It seems like whatever weather I’m in I wish it were a different kind. That’s how it goes I guess.
Thanks.
So, do you know who I am or don’t you? Do you have business with me?
Certain rooms are insulated better than others… but yes I have lots of blankets. Actually if you sent me a space heater, that would be pretty nice. I have this furnace that takes wood and I didn’t really think about it when I installed it but… that’s useless for what I hope are obvious reasons.