Swap was admiring the big sheets of snow that covered the outside from the window, his skull pressed against the foggy pane and his hands laying on either side of his face that carried a star struck expression. You were behind him with a faint smile, gazing over the wonderful scenery as well. White fluffy hail laid like a large furry blanket over the fields and town, the trees gathering little clumps over the dark leaves with slivers sloping down to the ground once more. It was about a feet in worth of height, about reaching your shins when the two of you opened the door to step outside.

Instantly, a big gush of cold air swarmed into your faces with the once comfy feeling turning into faint shivering with Swap quickly shutting the entrance before any snow piled into the house. He put on a large grin, his bright blue eyelights darting to you as he slightly chuckled before nudging you with an excited glint in his expression. The skeleton gestured to the gathered flakes with his skull, looking back at your face.

“We have to make snow angels, a snowman, snowball fights…”

Swap remarked in an enthusiastic tone, rambling on about all the activities you could do with the result of the blizzard the night before. Before you could respond, he quickly grabbed your hand, pulling you towards him as he gave you a quick peck on the cheek before dragging you to the soft land below speedily. Swap flopped onto the snow, thrashing around into a rough estimate of a snow angel with a giddy manner with the same beam on his skull.