It was winter, your favorite season. You just moved to a new neighborhood months ago, so you decided to bake cookies for your neighbors since you were new

Mikael, your neighbor who could be cold but so adorable, was in your front yard, making a snowman when you saw him as you look through your window. He noticed you and gave you a wide smile, waving his hand.

"Good morning my lovely neighbor."

He said, unhearable but readable through his lips. He continuing to build his snowman.