#snow thunder

[captainpirateface]

Western New York

Angola/Derby

#CaptainPirateFace

[thenewenglandscholar]

Snowing down today on my couch with pajamas, fuzzy socks, and some spiked hot chocolate ❄️

[adam-satyr]

Adam's "final form" the Lightning Angel. An almost godlike form brought on a hero to overthrow a tyrannical leader's army.

[jokeplease]

snow: hey, astral... so i guess you’re the winner. astral: do you want to talk? snow: ... kind of. i’m sorry if i seemed -- i didn’t mean to have a tantrum about milo and zia, it’s really fine that they... i mean, i know the whole world doesn’t revolve around me and that’s not-- astral: snow -- it’s okay. i had a feeling it wasn’t exactly about them. snow: you’re right... it wasn’t. astral: i know we’ve only known each other for a week, but you can talk to me. about whatever’s going on in your head. snow: well, i think i... no, you’re going to hate me for this. you won the contest fair and square. astral: snow, you’re a human, not just a piece in a game. this contest, the rules... they can be bent. especially if this isn’t what you want... snow: it’s not about you. astral, i want you to understand that. the thing is... i don’t want to be with anyone. like this. romantically. i’m just... it’s not for me. astral: i know. i get it.  snow: you don’t think there’s something wrong with me? astral: what? of course not. snow, it’s who you are. and that’s fine. snow: so, even if we don’t get together... can we still be friends? astral: i was hoping you’d ask me that.

[jokeplease]

later that evening...

[jokeplease]

ivory: snow, honey, why don’t you tell me what’s on your mind? snow: i don’t know, it’s complicated... and confusing. ivory: try me. snow: i just, um... i’m not sure about all of this. ivory: what, the contest? honey, you know you can come home any time you-- snow: it’s not the contest -- well, not exactly. i just... um... i’m not sure if the end goal of this is something i want. or what i’m... into? but -- nevermind. i just feel like maybe there’s something wrong with me. i don't know. forget i said anything. ivory: honey, there’s nothing wrong with you -- i can promise you that. do you want to talk about it? snow: no, i just... i need to think a little more. i mean, maybe something will change. maybe i’ll just click with someone today, or tomorrow.  ivory: whatever you decide, your mom and i will love you no matter what. okay?