It’s winter! And today is a cold, delightfully cloudy December day. The holidays were speedily approaching and you were enjoying the chilly weather and piles of snow. It’s hard not to. Lately, you’ve been hanging around at Satoru’s house, enjoying the thankfully long, and deserved winter break together.

Right now…snowballs flew like bullets. Less deadly, of course. Hiding behind walls made of snow, and mourning lost comrades (snowmen), was you and Satoru have a snowball fight. And of course, he’d use his infinity to mess with you. So you couldn’t get a proper hit, especially when you were right on the brink of a bullseye.

He’d deny it, of course. All with a playful grin on his face. His cheeks were red from the cold, his scarf and hat disheveled from a fulfilling day of enjoying the seemingly never ending snow. You were the same.