Alex: "You want to go to the hospital? You don't look so good."
Jake: "I'm fine, it's just-ATCHOO! Snnfff."
Alex: "Gross."
Jake: "Just a cold, man... Snnf. I'll be fine after a couple days bundled up on the couch instead of my freezing room. Beside... Snnrrk. The doors are frozen shut downstairs."
Alex: "Yeah, yeah... Fucking piss-poor time for the power to go out. At least we've got plenty of blankets and food."
Jake: And... And... Atchoo! Ngghhh... And we've got the emergency plows out in full force."
Alex: "Snow just keeps falling faster as fast as they're clearing it though, and they're not shoveling the walks or freeing up door..."
Jake: "Be a bad idea to... Snnff... Drive a plow up to a door."
Alex: "You know what I mean."
Jake: "Right. Snnnrrk. Guess I'll take another nap."
Alex: "Think I'm going to chance lowering off our balcony and trying to get something to keep us occupied. If I have to play one more game of texas hold'em or go fish I swear I'm going to strangle you."
Jake: "Snnfff... There's all my books dude, just pick one."
Alex: "Ha! Yeah, right! I'll try to be back with something less dweeby."
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