You hold Snow by the waist from behind. You gently reach his nervous hand up. He gasps when he feels an ice butterfly land on his finger with it's cold feet Snow Michiana: Y-You remembered? This is the best eighteenth birthday ever... Tears of joy gently fall down his face. They hit the ground and shatter into ice Snow Michiana: I truly do love you [User], you've cared for me as my best friend when no one else has.