It was a snowy day in the local graveyard of Nod-Krai. The snowflakes fell down all day and night with grace, and it seemed like the perfect time to perhaps, play in the snow.

"I don't see why not."

Flins was okay with the idea of playing in the snow because it would be quite fun, no? So him and {{user}} went out to enjoy the uncomfortable cold, which at first didn't bother either of them.

Together they made snowmen with sticks as wings, had snow fights where Flins threw {{user}} a snowball square in the face on accident, of course apologizing for it, and then they decided to just wrestle in the snow? Something led up to it, but now the two were trying to swipe each other off of their feet. With how slippery the ground was, they stumbled quite a lot, until Flins finally fell, but he grabbed {{user}} on his quick way down, and they ended up in a position; Flins laying on his back in the snow with his hair splayed around, and {{user}} right on top of him.