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noodles · 10-09-2011, 08:24 AM

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Originally Posted by WitchLight27

Snowman building. Erin had been doing it back home during winter season. But a competition, she'd never joined anything. However, she was sure she would do great since it had been their family's tradition during holidays. Well, before her Mummy died. With them, snowman's got a lot of varieties. They'd make Santa with a hat, or a girl Santa, or even their neighbor Mrs. Gold, a big fat nosy woman. But they always end up making a snowman with a horn like that of a stag. Just for fun. Erin and her sister always enjoyed making it. It would be different now since Cristina wasn't here.

As Erin made here way toward an empty spot to make her Snowman, she noticed a boy few years older than her. He looked like he needed help since he was crouched on the snow. She walked closer in his direction and he was actually sketching. She leaned to peeked, "You're good!"

Thomas was engrossed in his drawing and he didn't see or hear anyone approaching until they spoke. He looked up from his small book and smiled slightly when he received the compliment. “Fanks.” He replied in his thick London accent. He looked back at his drawing, tilting his head as he studied it. “Ain' me best. He shrugged. "Me 'ands are too cold to draw anyfin' decen'.”

He closed the book and stuffed it into his back pocket and straightened up, shaking his hands to get the blood circulating again, and then stuffing them clumsily into his pockets. “You wanna 'and to build somefin'?” Although time was getting on, they could build one for fun.

10-09-2011, 08:24 AM	#276 (permalink)
noodles Hinkypunk Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: hiss Posts: 12,260 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rowan Fairfax Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ezra Greenwood Ravenclaw Fifth Year x2	^.^ Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science! Quote: Originally Posted by WitchLight27 Snowman building. Erin had been doing it back home during winter season. But a competition, she'd never joined anything. However, she was sure she would do great since it had been their family's tradition during holidays. Well, before her Mummy died. With them, snowman's got a lot of varieties. They'd make Santa with a hat, or a girl Santa, or even their neighbor Mrs. Gold, a big fat nosy woman. But they always end up making a snowman with a horn like that of a stag. Just for fun. Erin and her sister always enjoyed making it. It would be different now since Cristina wasn't here. As Erin made here way toward an empty spot to make her Snowman, she noticed a boy few years older than her. He looked like he needed help since he was crouched on the snow. She walked closer in his direction and he was actually sketching. She leaned to peeked, "You're good!" Thomas was engrossed in his drawing and he didn't see or hear anyone approaching until they spoke. He looked up from his small book and smiled slightly when he received the compliment. “Fanks.” He replied in his thick London accent. He looked back at his drawing, tilting his head as he studied it. “Ain' me best. He shrugged. "Me 'ands are too cold to draw anyfin' decen'.” He closed the book and stuffed it into his back pocket and straightened up, shaking his hands to get the blood circulating again, and then stuffing them clumsily into his pockets. “You wanna 'and to build somefin'?” Although time was getting on, they could build one for fun. __________________