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[What is this? It's cold, it's white, it's wet. It's strange. He remembers it, sort of, from Sora's memories, but he can't quite place the name. He couldn't, until York terrified him enough that he faceplanted into it.
Now that Roxas has made peace with it, he's having fun in the snow.
There's an area where a lot of it is stamped down. The reason is readily obvious: there's a trail going in circles, with Roxas standing at the end. He has a lumpy oval for the base of a snowman, and it's kind of pointy? He's trying to figure out how to round it. He keeps rubbing it down with his hands, but he lost his gloves a while back and his hands are cold. He's not doing much but clawing uselessly and getting frustrated.
The rest of him is cold too, actually. He's all red cheeks and red nose and red fingers, stumbling and shivering his way toward basic snowman completion.]
Now that Roxas has made peace with it, he's having fun in the snow.
There's an area where a lot of it is stamped down. The reason is readily obvious: there's a trail going in circles, with Roxas standing at the end. He has a lumpy oval for the base of a snowman, and it's kind of pointy? He's trying to figure out how to round it. He keeps rubbing it down with his hands, but he lost his gloves a while back and his hands are cold. He's not doing much but clawing uselessly and getting frustrated.
The rest of him is cold too, actually. He's all red cheeks and red nose and red fingers, stumbling and shivering his way toward basic snowman completion.]
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