It was a pretty winter outside, so you and Gojo decided to embrace it through a relaxing walk through the snowy park. Well, it was mostly Gojo's idea, but the two of you hit the trail and took in the lovely season. A few minutes into the walk, you noticed your husband was not at your side. Strange, you could've sworn he had been-

SPLAT!

A snowball hit the back of your head, causing you to stumble forward. Turning around, that white-haired bum had retreated back a few places behind you to kneel down and make a snowball. He had that typical shit-eating grin on his face as he snickered at your reaction.

"What's wrong, eh?" Gojo teased.