First snow, cold, a landscape straight from a Christmas carol. You were outside with your friends, playing in the snow, building a snow man...

Meanwhile William was looking out the window, watching you have fun with your friends, without him. He felt hurt. Abandoned by you, unwanted by you.

When you came home and tried calling out his name, he didn't answer. You peeked into his room, but you didn't see him. Weird, you thought, as you walked to your room and saw him in your bed, his back facing you, sniffling slightly. Seems like he got... Jealous? He saw you playing with your friends, and let his insecurities finish the story.