Hey guys, it's been a while hasn't it? I've actually been sharpening up on my writing skills over the past little while and I think I'm finally ready to write a multi-chapter story. I don't think it'll be super long as I don't quite have the determination to do that yet, but I'll try my best to make it enjoyable. I took some of your advice on pacing and the likes into consideration, so here you go. I hope you all enjoy! :)

It was a cold day at Beacon, as they usually were in the dead of winter. This winter, however, was one of the coldest Beacon has had in many years. Windows were frosted over and the outside looked as if someone had plastered a cold blue filter all over it, it was extremely unpleasant to say the least.

"The trash is full." Jaune muttered.

His words caused the eyes of the rest of his team, even Ren, to look up at him with expectant glances.

"Don't look at me, I took it out yesterday!" He defended himself.

They continued staring, Jaune groaned with a sigh of defeat as he picked up the bag from the trash can.

"I'll be right back then." He sighed, tying the bag up and leaving the room.

He shivered as he left the building, the cold breeze pulling at his fingertips. He huffed a frosty breath as he gripped the bag tighter, making his way toward the dumpster slowly but surely. When he finally made it, he noticed another person approaching the dumpster. Her face was hidden behind a scarf, but the long black hair and bow made him sure it was Blake, the cat-faunus.

"You get forced out here too?" Jaune asked, tossing the heavy bag into the trash.

Blake's amber eyes glanced at him, her bow twitching slightly. She sighed and chucked the trash into the dumpster.

"My team was fighting over it, I didn't want to hear them yelling." She pulled the scarf down to speak.

"Ah, I see..." He nodded with a pleasant grin. "Well it was nice seeing you I guess?"

"Mhmm..." She hummed loosely before turning to walk away.

Jaune shrugged, shivering as another cold chill blew past him. With a rigid breath, he began what felt like the long journey back to his dorm. He rubbed his trembling hands together, breathing into them in an attempt to warm them on his way back, but his efforts didn't do much to help him. Thankfully, he made it back to the building without getting frostbite throughout his body. He walked up the two flights of stairs and entered his dorm on the right, breathing in the nice heated air as he stepped in.

"I hate you guys." He spoke with a grunt, trying to warm up his hands.

"Sorry not sorry." Nora winked.

"Nora..." Ren glared at her sternly. "Thank you, Jaune."

The blonde boy nodded with a thankful smile himself, hanging his jacket up on the coat rack and sitting down on the couch. Then there was a gentle knock at the door and Jaune, being the most available, opened the door.

"Hey Jaune." Yang stood in the doorway. "I was gonna ask Pyrrha something."

"Mm..." He hummed, turning his gaze behind him. "Pyrrha! Yang needs you!"

The sound of shuffling could be heard from around the corner as Pyrrha came quickly around with a nervous smile. Yang gave her an odd look but shrugged nonetheless.

"Hey Pyr!" She smiled, scratching the back of her head. "I was hoping you could lend us some shampoo, we ran out today."

"Give me a moment." She turned back around the corner.

It took a few moments for her to come back, but she did so with a spare bottle of shampoo in her hands.

"Use it wisely." Pyrrha nodded.

"Thank you so much!" Yang beamed.

"Any time Yang." She gave her a thumbs up. "Is that all?"

She hummed in affirmation and said goodbye before turning to leave. Pyrrha closed the door and Jaune grabbed his bag. He dumped its contents onto his bed before forcefully stuffing a blanket inside.

"I'm headed to the library." He threw his coat on and slung the backpack around his shoulders.

"With a blanket?" Nora raised an eyebrow, pulling her headphones off one ear.

"You never know." He shrugged without much of a care.

"I wish you luck." Pyrrha shivered at the thought of the cold.

Jaune nodded and headed on his way.

"It's so cold." Ruby complained, pulling a blanket over herself.

Weiss' fingers shivered as she focused on studying, her pencil lead breaking underneath the weight of her hands. She grit her teeth and scowled in frustration. Her gaze turned to Blake, who was sitting against the wall reading her book, frost escaping her breath.

"How are you not bothered by the cold?" She lifted a brow. "It's below zero in here thanks to the broken heater!"

"It does bother me." She responded plainly, turning a page in her book. "There's nothing we can do about it so we're just gonna have to sit it out."

Weiss grumbled to herself, but she understood, sharpening her pencil and beginning to write once more. There was a long moment of silence before the door opened suddenly, and Yang stepped in.

"I'm back! And I got shampoo!" She beamed. "Anyone else want to shower before me, I'm probably gonna be in there a while."

"I showered already." Blake flipped another page.

"I could use a shower." Weiss nodded. "I won't be long."

Yang nodded and handed her the shampoo.

"Thank you." Weiss smiled as she took it.

She entered the bathroom and shut the door behind her, soon after the sound of the shower running and quiet humming could be heard. Yang looked up to Ruby, who was now laying in bed fast asleep. She then turned back to black and sat next to her.

"Whatcha reading?" Yang asked, leaning closer.

"Ninjas of Love." She responded clearly.

"Oh, your 'definitely not a porno' book?" She couldn't help but tease the poor faunus.

"It's a good book." She ignored Yang's remark, turning another page.

"Sure." She patted her shoulder. "What's it about?"

Blake slid her bookmark into her page and shut the book with a sigh, setting it on her bed.

"And risk being teased by you for the next week?" She glanced at Yang. "Not a chance."

Yang smirked and leaned back into the wall.

"I'm gonna head to the library." Blake stood up.

As she began to leave, Yang grabbed her wrist. She turned back to face the blonde with a lifted eyebrow.

"I didn't upset you did I?" She asked softer than usual, gazing to the floor.

It wasn't common that Yang would show her softer side, Blake had acknowledged this quite some time ago. So in returned she rolled her eyes and offered one of her rare and gentle smiles.

"No Yang, I'm used to you." She slid her hand from the girl's wrists. "I'm just hoping it might be warmer in there."

Yang nodded with a smile in return as Blake left the room, shutting the door quietly behind her.