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ginny loved the snow. as long as she had the right clothes to stay warm it could be a lot of fun. she had managed to drag out a few of her brothers to the park and a snowball fight had quickly broken out, all of them being too competitive for their own good.she quickly got too wrapped up in it, not paying attention to anything else. ginny was quickly snapped out of it though when she hurled a snowball only for her brother to jump out of the way and for it to smack into someone else. she shot up from where she was crouching. “oh my god i am so so sorry. that was totally aimed to kill my brother i swear.” she quickly explained, hoping the stranger would understand it wasn’t intentional. “you can totally hit me right back with snow if that would make it better.”

Asami sat in a cafe, paperwork everywhere in front of her. She usually prided herself for being more organized, but she had just been so tired lately that she couldn’t seem to keep track of things. At least her work for the day was almost done. She just had to get through this report and then she could go home and take a long nap. Despite downing half of her coffee the second she got it she was still nodding off. She was jolted awake however when her arm drifted slightly to the side. “Oh my god!” Asami quickly jolted up, doing her best to grab all of her papers into her arms. Of course this would happen to her while she was doing her work. She rushed over to the nearest table, paper still scooped up and pressed tightly to her chest where it was dry. “I’m sorry, but I think I need to borrow like all of your napkins.”

Despite what people may assume Heather didn’t really like shopping. It was such a task, and she always had to spend a while thinking about what she bought. She couldn’t risk making the wrong choice. She had been at it for a few hours, and was nearly done, figuring she had enough to get her through the season, but she needed to get at least one more thing. Heather sighed. “Alright, so what do I get?” Heather asked, addressing the nearest person. She held up both a dress and a nicer turtle neck, both in the exact same shade of green. “Go fancy with the dress, or more weather appropriate with the sweater?” She didn’t mention that she’d wind up pairing the sweater with a skirt and wind up being a little cold no matter what. That would make her look ridiculous