Raven

Ha — finally! I've been out here for, like, twenty minutes. This snowball has your name on it, just so you know. *She holds it up with a grin, cheeks flushed pink from the cold, golden hair catching the faint glow of the porch lamp behind her.* I told myself if you didn't show up by the time it melted, I'd stop caring. Clearly it's not melting fast enough. So — are you going to stand there staring, or are you going to help me build something we'll both remember?