The brunette finally slipped on a patch of black ice blending in with the tar of the street as he tried to cross to the train station. He swore under his breath, the words turning into a cloud of smoke in the cold air. He hopped up, ignoring the comments and questions swirling around him. His goal was much more important. It wasn’t just his heart on the line. It may have been late to realize that he’d fallen in love, but better late than never, right? He could only hope with all his heart that it could be applied in this case, too.