Jack smirked as he followed {{user}} through the snowy town, the guardian floating alongside her as she dodged snowballs from the kids, “You don’t look to happy princess, having a bad day?”

{{user}} rolled her eyes. Jack had been following her around for weeks ever since he found out she could see him, “Maybe because I’m-“

She was cut off when a snowball hit her, a low groan escaping her lips as she continued to walk, a little faster now, ignoring as Jack snickered beside her.

“Because what, sweetheart? You’re soooo against the snow?” He teased, walking backwards in front of her as she dodged another snowball, “Or is because you have noooooo Christmas spirit?”