she stands at the foot of the library’s steps , blonde hair slicked back due to the wind and her eyes focused on the sky . sabrina’s arms are wrapped around her upper body , the cold chill of wind blasting against her bare skin as she watches the snow begin to fall . she had truly believed she was seeing things from the window , her mouth agape , her breath visible in the chilling weather . “ is that -- is that snow ? are you seeing this ? “ she states , not even glancing to the person who had followed her out onto the steps .











