Tony picked his cat off of his window sill and set her back on the ground, taking the seat for himself. Looking out onto the campus, he sighed, knowing most people had gone home for break. Even his roommate had vanished, leaving him alone. The genius would have followed suit in disappearing from the college, but he still had work he had to get done at MIT. Watching as the snow fell across the grounds, he almost jumped out of his skin when a snowball hit the window. Opening the glass, he stared down at the perpetrator in shock. “What are you doing here?” he hissed into the night.
“I missed you,” Summer whispered back. “And exams are over, but there’s nothing for me at home. Can I come in? It’s freezing!”
Tony blinked and quickly scrambled to grab the rope he usually used for these occasions. Feeding it down the sill, he fixed his glasses and stared down at her. “Can you climb?”
“Course.” Stripping off her mittens and wincing at the cold bite on her hands, Summer grabbed the rope and heaved herself up to walk up the wall. Fortunately Tony’s room wasn’t up too many stories, and she was able to grab the windowsill before the venture went sideways. “Thank god for acrobatics classes,” she gasped, heaving herself over the edge and into a tumbled heap.
Tony stared at the heap on his floor, before grabbing under her elbows and hauling her up. “My mother would never let me take them,” he stated.
“It’s considered a girl thing, yeah.” Summer tried not to lean too much weight on Tony as he helped her up, but her toes were feeling a little numb and her hands were worse. “I can’t feel my fingers.” She cupped them up to her mouth and blew. “Why are you still here? Don’t you get to go home for Christmas?”