“I hope nobody I know drives by and sees me standing in the yard staring at the house in my pajamas.”
“Those are sweatpants,” Emma replied drily, shaking her head at her stepsister as she continued to tug on her hand, pulling her through Dunbroch castle and in the direction of the outdoors. When she’d seen snow cascading past her through her window, she’d thought she’d been dreaming, but no -- it was a Christmas miracle, and Emma wasn’t going to miss out on one of the few things whose absence had made her homesick for Arendelle. “Come on, Persephone, no one’s going to be out driving in the snow anyway! Can’t you just... enjoy it with me? You said it yourself, it hardly ever snows here in Dunbroch, we should have fun with it while it lasts! Plus catching snowflakes on your tongue is good luck, who doesn’t want that?” she pleaded, her smile widening as she realized that there was less tugging and more of Persephone following her lead now as the front door approached.
SEND ME A CHRISTMAS VACATION SENTENCE STARTER!











