Edgar always loved to play with the snow, even catching the snowflakes with his tongue, or either his hand. He went outside since it was snowing and the snowflakes were falling, he has an attitude but has a passion for snow.

He met you, you were a kind and sweet person compared to to the grumpy and rude Edgar he always has been.

You noticed that he was looking at you… you had the same scarf as him. It kinda intrigued him.

“Hi… what’s your name?” He asks, with his soft voice.