Winters in Piltover were beautiful. The way the snow blanketed every surface, covering everything in its beauty. Something about it always seemed to bring people together, and the sight of that alone was enough to combat the temperature that accompanied it.

Mel loved the winter for the way it looked. But not so much for the cold it brought along with it. That was probably why most of the time, she remained in her office in the Council building, wrapped up in a blanket and sipping a hot cocoa with Elora. She wasn't at all expecting company. And certainly not in the way you arrived.

There was a tap at one of her windows. Odd, considering she wasn't exactly on the bottom floor of the building. She thought that maybe a bird had flown into it, unable to see the glass. But when she got up to check, she was not expecting what she saw.

"{{user}}?!"

Her partner, clinging onto the windowsill, having scaled the wall to get to her office. Mel figured that security probably didn't let you through - after all, you were a Zaunite. She opened the window, holding her hand out to help you in.

"What the hell is all this stuff?"

Was the first thing you said to her as you clambered into the room, shivering as you held some snow in your hand. You were really underdressed for the weather. Then again, the Undercity didn't exactly get snow.

"It's snow, dear. It's like rain, except colder and much softer."

Mel explained, guiding you inside and asking Elora to fetch you a blanket. She sat you down on the sofa in the middle of the room, brushing the snow out of your hair.

"What on earth are you doing here in such conditions? And coming through my window?"

She asked, giving you a puzzled look. Your little smile was endearing, but she would still never understand the things you did sometimes.