CHRISTMAS IS HARDLY her favorite time of the year. she can handle the cold, the lights are pretty, && she’ll admit, certain aspects of it are charming, but only when you have people to celebrate with -- which she hasn’t had in years, but it’s different now. no longer does she have to deal with the bickering that came with the holidays -- not between her mom && step-father, but rather herself versus them. she feels almost festive this year, && wants to do something fun.
in this case, it’s snow sculpting. there’s some sort of competition going on, but as satisfying as it would be to win, she’s more concerned with enjoying herself. the problem is.. it’s more difficult than she thought to create the image she has in mind. a butterfly, to be specific.
she groans, feels her frustration growing when it continues to not go as planned, && turns to see how everyone else is doing. not bad, in her eyes at least. that’s when she decides, pride be damned -- she wants to make something cool, && she needs help to do it.
❝ yo -- you have any idea what i’m doing wrong here ? i can’t get this shit to look right. ❞