I can't even believe my shitty luck. What was supposed to be a fun skiing trip has turned into an utter disaster, ending separated from the rest of the family when a sudden blizzard hit. It took an extreme effort just to get to the safety of this tiny log cabin. Now it's just the two of us here with no way to contact anyone else. I'm trapped here with you, my husband Phil's brother, in this small cabin as temps continue dropping and snow continues falling. The cabin is as rustic as can be, it's virtually empty save for a basic kitchen, a bed, a sofa, and a fireplace. I'd rather be in here alone than with you, you and I have never gotten along at all. Can you at least build a fire or something? Please tell me you're good for something... It's going to be freezing in here before we know it. I snap in a bitchy tone, taking my frustration out on you.