08-28-2014, 03:10 PM
The snow men were cool to see. It was like an army of them. He'd seen them before but that was ok. Aria was enjoying herself and that's what mattered. The snow on the ground was pretty fresh and packed on the bottom of his boots.
Aria stooped down and started playing with the snow. For some reason it made him happy, especially when she looked back at at him with a grin. She looked like a kid. He wondered if she'd every played in the snow. Or played before period. He hoped so. Probably she did. Even if it was at the same time that she'd visit Moscow and spend time with Victor's family.
Before he could think, he bent down and got a handful of snow and quickly formed it into a snowball- a small one, not tightly packed. He looked at her and realized she was doing something in the snow with her back to him. He playfully tossed the snow ball at her. Just as it left his hand she turned around with a wicked grin and her own snow ball launched at him. But it was too late, his hit her in the chest, splattering the jacket she wore. He laughed as hers flew wide- and then hissed through clenched teeth, willing it to miss the drunk guy.
It passed closely by him but thankfully didn't hit. He turned and saw her laughing and dusting snow from her front. He laughed too, glad that she had his jacket. Course her dress had that panel the buttoned at the shoulder, so at least she wouldn't have gotten any down the front of her dress. That probably would have been a cold experience.
He looked her grinning. It was nice to see her play. "Guess it's war then, huh? Bring it on."
Edited by Lucas, Aug 28 2014, 04:14 PM.
Aria stooped down and started playing with the snow. For some reason it made him happy, especially when she looked back at at him with a grin. She looked like a kid. He wondered if she'd every played in the snow. Or played before period. He hoped so. Probably she did. Even if it was at the same time that she'd visit Moscow and spend time with Victor's family.
Before he could think, he bent down and got a handful of snow and quickly formed it into a snowball- a small one, not tightly packed. He looked at her and realized she was doing something in the snow with her back to him. He playfully tossed the snow ball at her. Just as it left his hand she turned around with a wicked grin and her own snow ball launched at him. But it was too late, his hit her in the chest, splattering the jacket she wore. He laughed as hers flew wide- and then hissed through clenched teeth, willing it to miss the drunk guy.
It passed closely by him but thankfully didn't hit. He turned and saw her laughing and dusting snow from her front. He laughed too, glad that she had his jacket. Course her dress had that panel the buttoned at the shoulder, so at least she wouldn't have gotten any down the front of her dress. That probably would have been a cold experience.
He looked her grinning. It was nice to see her play. "Guess it's war then, huh? Bring it on."
Edited by Lucas, Aug 28 2014, 04:14 PM.