♤ @serxh
The last thing he’d expected when he turned toward the sound of the scream was to be met with a ball of cold snow as it hit his face and another following shortly after hitting him in the shoulder. He let out a gasp of surprise as the unexpected blow sent him tumbling down into the snow covered ground. He remained still, half buried in snow as the situation he’d found himself in registered in his mind. Deciding that he wasn’t going to let whoever had decided to start a snow fight with him get away with such an easy victory he sat up, shaking the melting snow off of his face as he made to stand. Looking around himself, he quickly spotted the familiar face of the laughing female across to quad, target found his made quick work of grabbing some snow, forming it into a ball. Once satisfied that it was a decent enough size and that it wouldn’t fall apart before hitting his intended target he made his way toward the now alert female, “you’re gonna regret challenging me in a few minutes,” he said as he threw the first snowball.
“In a few minutes?” Her tone rang a playful tune as she already had another snowball in her hands; anticipating to be thrown. “By then won’t you have be a snowman?” The pinkette teased before moving her head off to the side, letting the snowball hit her shoulder. Taking the opportunity, she pelted the snowball that she juggled in her hands. “Take that!”
Giggling softly, she peeked to see if the throw had a been successful. It's been a long time since she found herself involved with the winter games-- the rush of the event is definitely missed.
