It should be considered a good thing that Kyle wasn't claustrophobic. The cab of the truck wasn't overly spacious but it provided shelter from the cold and that was just a tad more important at the moment. One glance in the back revealed a small bed with an equally small refrigerator to match it. If it were a trucker's fridge he wasn't expecting gourmet food to be inside; and that was putting it mildly.
"I'm from New York so I usually take the taxi everywhere. Not so great at driving a truck like this." It wouldn't have made too much of a difference if he did know how to drive it; the snow was coming down too hard to see anything else on the road. "If it has gas then we probably shouldn't turn the engine on until we have to."
Body heat was a big contribution as to how this truck was going to stay warm. Considering the not so vastness of the cab it probably wouldn't be too much of a problem.
"All I heard was snow, snow, and more snow. I just…I didn't think it'd come down this fast." That and Kyle was known for not always thinking everything through. He tended to throw himself into situations.
"It doesn't look like it's going to let up any time soon."