truemansamejima
There was nothing he could think to do in the snow other than messing around with it. It wasn't as though he had anything better to do. After all, it was there and ready to be used for pretty much anything that someone could think to use it for. In this case, he was just flinging snowballs around at random. Into trees, into benches, and... crap. Into the back of some guy's head.
"Heh... sorry about that. Didn't see ya there."











