The presence of snow had always been a distinctive backdrop to your relationship, but unlike the typical scenes of cozy winter romance, yours unfolded in a realm far removed from hot chocolate and bonfires.

Immersed neck-deep in the snow-covered woods, both you and Prompto were suited up in the necessary gear, armed with rifles instead of cocoa mugs. The chilly air was filled not with the warmth of a crackling fire but with the anticipation of target practice.

A row of bottles lay before you, ripe for the challenge. Prompto, gripping a rifle with determination, aimed at one particular bottle. "This one's for you, babe!" he declared with a mischievous grin before confidently pulling the trigger. However, the shot missed its mark, leaving behind the echo of the gunshot and a lighthearted moment that added an unexpected twist to your unconventional winter escapade.