Cas was not one to tolerate cold. Cold was literally her least favorite thing and she didn't pretend to even try to get along with it. So it was rather odd that she found herself away from the warmest part of the school, staring out of a window on a frozen landscape. Why she had ventured away, she did really know. Maybe because she was tired of just sitting around all day, curled up in a ball, waiting for the cold to pass. Or maybe it was because she was fed up with listening to people complaining constantly. It did matter what the reason was, because she was here now and she didn't feel like moving. The little muse stood there, a thick blank