A Gentle Chill
A soft current of cool air tickled my base. I blinked, pausing to let the sensation settle in. I could really feel it. Resting firmly in my spot, I leaned just an inch to the side, pressing gently against the smooth, dark rectangular block sitting beside me. The plastic was pleasantly chilly against my soft plush. It felt wonderfully refreshing, so I stayed right where I was, enjoying the quiet draft.