It's Not All About Snowball Fights
(`He looks around at all the people walking past him as he awkwardly stands by himself, back against a building wall. Itâs been a while since heâs seen people, actual people and not fellow mutants, wandering around. Does he miss this? It would be a lie to say he didnât. Does he want to return? That he doesnât know. He likes it at Xavierâs; heâs new and heâs messed up enough of his past that heâs probably better off there then here.)
(`Hoseok takes in a deep breath of the cold air that wafted with scent of food. Heâs waiting for someone whoâs promised to meet him and hang out with him at the Winter Festival. It should only be a matter of seconds before she arrived, or at least he hoped so because his stomach was starting to grow just a bit.)
{`she may have taken five extra minutes to get ready before she left, but she was relatively sure she would be in time regardless. what she lacked in planning she made up for a haste walk. with her hands safely tucked inside her pockets to gain the appropriate warmth she made herself forward, a content smile lingering on her lips. if it was something she absolutely loved it was gatherings of sorts where a lot of people was concentrated on a ridiculously small space. she couldn't even describe it, she just thoroughly enjoyed it. when her gaze fell upon her young friend he raised one hand to give him a wave of greeting as she headed over } hey, hun. i didn't make you wait too long, right?Â











