[Feeder begins with an image of a young man's back, sitting up right, and shaking. He's cuddling himself trying to gather much warmth as possible and failing miserably. It's not helping wearing a shirt with no sleeves.]
C-C-COOOOOOOOLLLLD!
W-When-?! H-How the-! God. When the hell did it turn winter?
[He looks over, with chattering teeth, until he's sees the device. Oh device, his teeth stops chattering as he picks it up. Looks to the left, then right.]
Oi! Someone dropped this?