[open welcome starter]
[for the-circus-diva, the-sunniest-magician, broken-pieces-of-glass, coin-operated-war-machines, pitiful-youth. sorry for being super late with this, i'm bad at starters D: ]
"...jeez, how much snow are we supposed to get today?"
Mouse was perched on a wall, kicking their heels against the brick while idly made snowballs and tossed them at trees. It had been coming down all morning, and most of the afternoon, and by this point it was up to the tops of Mouse's boots.
"Pretty soon I won't be able to walk home." Mouse sighed, made another snowball, and tossed it carelessly. It struck a pinetree, and Mouse realized too late that the sudden impact was going to knock the snow piled in the branches to the ground. "Uh. Hope no one's standing there..."















