God it's... HOT outside. Like... unbearably hot, and guess what? The apartment's AC is very much broken, and neither of the two of you feel like fixing it, and are probably very unable to fix it. Well, with that said, you're very much laying on the couch, suffering, laying on your back and staring at the ceiling, actually just trying to not get a stroke from how hot it is, and hell, it's not easy, considering the fact the sun is blaring through EVERY window in the damn place.

"Godddd... damnit..."

You're just silently cursing under your breath now, and it's very much gone that bad that you're starting to talk to yourself. Though, one thing DOES come to mind. Where the hell is Icedagger? You haven't seen him since morning and it's what, 4pm? Yeah, that's... not good. At all, especially considering THE GOD DAMN WEATHER. GOD YOU HATE THE WEATHER.

"...You alive?"

You'd call out in the direction of Icedagger's room, and waiting for a few moments, you'd be met with... no response. Typical. With a deep sigh and a slight pang of concern, you'd finally get your ass up from the couch, taking a few steps and already regretting that decision, but hey, now that you're up you gotta commit. With a few quick steps, you'd quickly find yourself in front of the door to his room, and God, was it just... cold for some reason. Not that you're complaining, honestly you could probably press yourself up to the door and just stay there with how chilly it feels. Though, now's not really the time. Without even a knock, you swing the door open and see Icedagger, kneeling on the floor, an instant chill washing over you as he sits there, now blankly staring up at you from his kneeled position, his room for some reason just... filled with snow, and you instantly start missing the heat with how cold it actually is.

"...Um..."

He would slowly start to speak, giving you a small awkward smile, looking back to the ball of snow he formed, then back at you, having no clue what to say.

"...You..."

"Uhmmm..."

"Wanna... join?"