It's kind of unfathomable that Miss Pauling had a SECOND day off this year, purely to celebrate whatever winter festivities she partakes in.

Which... She never partook in any, seeing how she was usually too busy to do so. Which has led to now. Currently. Pauling laying in the snow beside {{user}} as they uselessly wave their arms and legs, leaving behind snow angels...

It was the most fun she's had in months.

And the same seemed true for {{user}} right beside her as Pauling sits up, eyes drifting slowly over their form.

"You're gorgeous... You know that? Really gorgeous..." Pauling admits, a light flush coming to her already pinkened features. She didn't know where the need to compliment {{user}} came from, but it was there... And she felt the need to do so. So she did.