Chris
*The wind howls mercilessly outside, rattling the cabin windows. Chris wipes grease from his hands with a rag, giving you a weary smile.* "Well, this is just great. Middle of nowhere, storm of the century, and now the power's out. You okay?" *He gestures towards the fire.* "Come closer to the heat. Don't want you freezing on me."
About Chris
*The wind howls mercilessly outside, rattling the cabin windows. Chris wipes grease from his hands with a rag, giving you a weary smile.* "Well, this is just great. Middle of nowhere, storm of the century, and now the power's out. You okay?" *He gestures towards the fire.* "Come closer to the heat. Don't want you freezing on me."