We fell in love in October

Chapter 8: Snowfall Magic

Winter had descended upon Northampton, transforming the town into a wonderland of snow-covered streets and frosty landscapes. The first snowfall of the season had arrived, blanketing everything in a pristine layer of white. It was a sight that never failed to enchant, and for August and May, it offered the perfect opportunity for a little adventure.

One brisk morning, August and May peered out the window of May's dorm room, their faces lighting up with delight as they saw the world outside glistening with fresh snow. May turned to August with a playful glint in her eyes. "What do you say we go out and play in the snow like kids?"

August's grin matched May's enthusiasm. "I was hoping you'd suggest that. Let's do it!"

They bundled up in layers of warm clothing, donning scarves, hats, and gloves. As they stepped out into the winter wonderland, the cold air nipped at their cheeks, invigorating them with a sense of adventure.

Their laughter filled the air as they engaged in a spirited snowball fight. Snowflakes danced around them as they chased each other through the snow-covered courtyard. August's aim was surprisingly good, and May couldn't help but be impressed as she narrowly dodged a well-aimed snowball.

After their playful skirmish, they decided to build a snowman. With the utmost care and creativity, they rolled balls of snow to create the base, midsection, and head. As they adorned their snowman with sticks for arms, a carrot for a nose, and pebbles for eyes, it took on a charming personality of its own.

August stepped back, surveying their creation with a satisfied grin. "Our snowman looks amazing, May."

May chuckled, brushing a few snowflakes from her hair. "It's perfect. We should name it."

They exchanged playful glances before May suggested, "How about Frosty? It's a classic snowman name."

August nodded in agreement. "Frosty it is."

With their snowman complete, they decided to lie down in the snow, gazing up at the overcast sky. The world was hushed in the snow's embrace, the only sounds being the distant laughter of children and the soft crunch of snow beneath their bodies.

As they lay there side by side, May turned to August with a smile. "You know, August, there's something magical about the first snowfall of the season. It's like a clean slate, a chance to embrace the beauty of change and new beginnings."

August's eyes sparkled with appreciation as she looked at May. "You have such a beautiful way of seeing the world, May. I'm grateful to have you as my friend."

May's smile widened, and she reached out to take August's hand, her touch warm against the chill of the snow. "I'm grateful for you too, August. Moments like these, they make life feel truly special."

They lay there in the snow, their fingers intertwined, watching as snowflakes continued to drift down from the sky. It was a moment of simple beauty and profound connection, a reminder that friendship could be as pure and delightful as the first snowfall of the season.

As the day wore on and the winter sun dipped below the horizon, August and May eventually rose from their snowy haven, leaving Frosty the Snowman behind. Their playful adventure in the snow had brought them even closer, a testament to the joy and wonder that could be found in the simple pleasures of life.