“Are you sure?” You asked once more, following Toby’s boot prints in the snow as he suggested. “Y-Yeah!” He nodded, stretching his legs out to make it a bit harder for you to follow in his steps exactly. “But you’re like a dog.” You add on and watch as he stops ahead of you and turns towards you, a scowl on his face. “What does th-thaaat mean?” He asked, his shoulders rolling as his attention snapped towards a tree where snow had fallen off. “You play too hard when you get riled up.” You explained, now standing directly behind him. “Oh.” Was all he said before he continued walking. “This seems like a g-g-good spot?” He asks, turning to face you.

Giving a slow blink towards him, you shrugged and stuffed your hands into the pockets of your jacket. “Sure. You’re the one who dragged me out here.” You mumbled, looking around while Toby crouched down and scooped some snow up. You walked over, now giving up in following his steps, moved and stood beside the crouched man and your hand fell onto his mop of hair. His fingers were a bit red from already being in the snow but you weren’t 100% of it was from his chewing at them or from the cold.

While he pulled his gloves on, you moved over and crouched down and began to pack and roll snow into a ball with the intention of making a snowman. “D-Damnit.” Toby mumbled from behind you and your head turned just in time to catch a tightly packed snowball to the face. “Agh!” You groaned, hand flying to your face to rub at your nose while you stood up, almost slipping in the process. “What was that for!” You asked, checking your hand to make sure your nose wasn’t bleeding. Toby only looked at you with a frantic look, packing another snowball tightly and you just barely missed it when he threw it at you again.

“Toby!” You yelp and he snapped out of it, blinking. “Sorry, sorry.” He waved his hands and moved over to you. “S-Saw something.” He answered, grabbing your face with his cold hands. “Ha! Got you in y-y-your nose.” He grinned. You scoffed and hit his shoulder.