When my ship crashes into the mountains, I crash into the arms of a very handsome silver alien guy.
I was hurrying home for Christmas, but the storm destroyed all my plans. When I wake up to the hulky silver guy, maybe the storm isn't the worst thing ever. Yet, I'm here, away from everything I'm used to and... they don't celebrate the holiday at all...
Between the cold in the mountains and the storm that threatens to kill me, am I safe? Is there warmth for me?