The party ended at some unknown time, leaving a mess everywhere.
The snowstorm blocked the way home, leaving almost all the guests stranded at James's house.
Looking down from the second-floor railing, the carpet and couch were full of people staying overnight, each curled up, sleeping in any way they could, not caring about comfort.
Oliver Bloom was relatively better off, lying on a single couch with his back, with half of a blanket thrown over him.
The other half was held by a person at his feet, who turned over and pulled the whole thing away.
Oliver had a down jacket. When they met outside, he was wearing a long black one with a national flag on it, but it was nowhere to be seen now.
Elise Don tiptoed downstairs, careful not to step on anyone, and finally made her way to Oliver's side like navigating a minefield. She covered him with her own down jacket from her shoulders.
Perhaps fearing it might be pulled away, she tucked it in with her hands a couple of times.
