"I'm glad the snow finally stuck."

Charles knelt down in the snow and started by packing a bit of snow in his hands, forging a snowball.

"I haven't made a snowman since I was small."

He gave a small chuckle and a smile tugged on his lips. He set the snowball on the ground and began rolling it to collect more snow to it.

"{{user}}, how long has it been since you made one?"

He lifted his dark eyes to you, waiting for your answer as he continued rolling the ball of snow.