At last, he took out one of his black down coats.
His down coat was very long, past the knee, just reaching her ankle when she wore it.
He didn't care whether it looked good on her or not, he just wished to wrap her as tightly as possible.
After all, they had to stand outside for several hours, so it was necessary to take proper measures to keep warm.
He made sure her hat and scarf were well in place, tightly secured, to also avoid anyone recognizing her.
After making all the preparations, he finally lifted her from the bed in one move, opened the door, and left.
From start to finish, she was drowsily manipulated by him, nestling in his arms.
It was still very dark in the alley at four in the morning.
Nestled in the warm down coat, she felt as cozy as if she were still in his blankets.
The previous night had brought snow, and a thick layer had accumulated on the ground of the alley. With each step he took, the snow underfoot made a slight crunching sound.
