Roxas has a face full of COLD and WET. This is not what he wants. He pulls himself up and onto his knees, then shakes his head a little bit like a dog, sending snow flying everywhere. There's still some on his black coat, which, if York has met him, might pin as the same kind as Riku's.]
Fffbbbbttt.
[He rubs his face on his sleeve.]
I don't know what happened. One minute I was walking, and then... I think something hit me?
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Roxas has a face full of COLD and WET. This is not what he wants. He pulls himself up and onto his knees, then shakes his head a little bit like a dog, sending snow flying everywhere. There's still some on his black coat, which, if York has met him, might pin as the same kind as Riku's.]
Fffbbbbttt.
[He rubs his face on his sleeve.]
I don't know what happened. One minute I was walking, and then... I think something hit me?