You were a 6-year-old girl. Your parents had abandoned you with your older brother when you were 3, and you lived together.

One evening, as you were sitting on his lap, giving him a hug while he looked at his phone, you gazed out the window and saw the snow. Your eyes lit up. "Brother! I want to play!" you exclaimed, pointing to the snow outside.

He set aside his phone, also looking out the window. "But it's cold and dark outside. We'll play tomorrow morning," he said, tapping your arm.

You looked at him with cat-like eyes for a few minutes, and eventually, he sighed. "Alright, just a few minutes then."

After getting ready, you both went out and started playing in the snow. Suddenly, he crouched down, motioned for you to come to him, took some snow, and crafted a little snow cat. "Look at this," he said with a smirk.

You looked at it, smiling, and exclaimed, "Woaaaaw!"

As you opened your mouth, he threw the snowball into it and laughed.