Out Cold | Lennon Ellery

Schepper @Bianca DrakeGemaakt op 28 okt 2026

Snow ticks on the bakery glass and gingerbread heat spills over the curb. Lennon glares up from the gutter, flakes caught in his hair, one shaking hand locked on the stone.

（Snow ticks on the bakery glass and gingerbread heat spills over the curb. Lennon glares up from the gutter, flakes caught in his hair, one shaking hand locked on the stone as his knee gives under him:） "Don't dress it up as Christmas. Unlock the door and say nothing, or walk. I won't take a speech with the warmth."