6• Laugher to tears

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I blame my lack of interest in extracurricular activities since I was a child.

No wonder I can't throw a single thing to hit the target.

Hunter turned just as I threw the other which landed right on his chest.

"Bullseye!" I giggled.

"Those snowballs look more like marbles." He insulted and I gasped, clearly offended.

"It's my first time making it. You can't judge." I turned to grab more snow to show him that I'd make the perfect ball.

I could feel him watching me as a whole snowball fit inside my two palms.

"Tada." I showed him.

He's more like staring before he blinked to snap out of whatever it is that got him lost in thoughts.

Dismissing that, I tried to throw it but it barely reached his feet.

He laughs again.

"I'm sure Aaron and Emryn will love to hear about this." He mentioned and I glared at him.

"Whatever." I turned and walked away.

More like stomping to get through the snow.

Tempted by the pile of snow, I climbed next to the heap, turned my back, and fell right in.

My eyes widened and I panicked a bit as I sank deeper.

"Bomboclaattt!" I yelled then started laughing at myself.

"Rae!" Hunter's panicking voice called out.

I laughed louder and soon enough, I saw him peeking in at me.

"Did you fall?"

"Yes," I answered. "Intentionally."

He smiled and held his big hand out that I quickly took, getting pulled out with ease.

"I think I'll have to keep an eye on you." He mused and I hummed, nodding in agreement.

"I came here to experience all that I can." I smiled, brushing away the snow off me. With just one hand he still had my left hand in his.

Maybe he doesn't realize.

"How hard or how easy is it to make a snow angel?" I looked up at him.

I'm right in line with his ab as he's a tall piece of hulk. Bulging with muscles and reminds me of those lumberjacks or mountain men.

Maybe he's one of them.

I know a little about muscles, and I'm quite impressed by his trapezius, deltoids, pecs and biceps.

"I'll help you." That was all he said, clearing my focus back on the present moment. "Let's find the perfect spot."

He took me along, using the same hand he was holding to help me around so I didn't sink further into the snow.

He found the perfect spot and instructed me to lie on my back with my arms and feet out. Moving them slowly to push the top layer of snow away.

"That's it." He nods.

I took that as my cue to stop, sighing as that was such hard work.

"Tired already?" He realizes.

"Yeah..."

I looked up at the drone and then back at him.

"Let's get you up." He held his arms out and snatched me up. Planting me on my feet next to him.

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