My mom helped my do this survey thing and it said I was a winter

I walk inside. It is fairly empty, except for her. I walk up to her and we talk. My glance slowly leans towards the window. Outside, people busy with there lives below an empty skyline. I start to think 'who are they', 'where are they going', 'where did they come from'. My eyes snap back to her as she says, "would you like fries with that?". I just smile and say, "yes, please."