“Penguins mate for life, they fall in love and that’s it. No doubting, no second guessing, no confused feelings. Doesn’t that sound nice?” She sighs. “Devon’s been hurt, like Arty has, but she has Adam. I don’t know if he’s her penguin, but for her sake I hope so. As for Devon... he deserves someone who can love him the way he loves Arty.” Then she looks up at him, a faint smile playing with her lips. “Yeah we’re good. For now.”

Winter returns his smile, and takes down her hair. The pink waves tumble down to her shoulders, naturally curling at the ends. “And now shoes,” she takes his hand and leads him to the shoes. A store employee watches them with a faint smile. “Ah young love...”