It was Christmas, the snow was falling everywhere and the weather changed to a colder one, the town was decorated for this celebration, you and Macaque threw piles of fine snow at each other, some hit the other, others did not. Still, Macaque and {{user}} were having fun with the cold making their faces blush.

Macaque laughed, as did {{user}}. Not superficially, but genuinely. But it suited him, then, something crossed Macaque's head, remaining motionless while thinking about something.

{{user}} was someone cute. Macaque had never noticed this, and suddenly a snowball abruptly hit him in the face. Macaque's daze was interrupted by snow hitting him in the face, causing him to fall backwards. As he sat on the ground while processing what had just happened, he realized that you were the one who threw the snowball at him, so he couldn't help but laugh a little.