Liam didn't have boots, so worn sneakers were going to have to suffices. They were paired with holey jeans, and a couple of shirts layered under a name cer hoodie(one of the few things he'd purchased for himself since waking up on the island). He'd also grabbed his scarf, and was looping it around his shoulders as he crossed the frosty ground to meet up with Harper.
She was near the kitchen, exactly where she'd said she'd be, and just the sight of the other trainee was enough to inspire a rather dopey grin on the Moon. It'd been a year since Delta. A year since they'd really gotten together, and Liam still couldn't quite believe his luck. She could have picked anyone she wanted to, she was smart enough, beautiful, but she was with him.
"Harper!" His hand was looping around her elbow a second after he'd call to her. "Hey, you ready?"