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Originally Posted by Roselyn NEVER made a snow angel? Was that...legal? She dramatically gasped.
"You know vot?" Did he know? Her eyes narrowed in a playful manner as an eyebrow raised. "Ve're going to do every one one of those today." The snowman, snow angels, forts, ice bubbles...and the snowball fight. All of them. No matter how slow they'd be at it. She'd rather not have Airey even more uncomfortable than he already was... but not a single snow angel? There was a first time for everything!
And today was going to be the day. Okay, the gasp was a little overboard but still made him smile. He had been the same with some of the pastimes he enjoyed that she had never partaken in or heard of, so he really was not allowed to judge.
"Challenge accepted!" he said while giving her a thumbs up with one hand. Probably should save the snowball fight and fort for last, yeah? End with a BANG - a bang that hopefully was not his back going out again. "So, what do you want to start with? You are entirely in control of this date." Heh, date. He could get used to saying that word he supposed. "Although, I have to warn you, I may not be able to get back up without you levitating me when we do snow angels."
But he trusted her spellwork and her in general, most days anyway. Heh.
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But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
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