Beatles Imagines (Slow Uploads) [Temporarily Discontinued]

"I challenge you to a snowball fight!"

So as you can see, Ringo is a fan of snow 😂.

I stood in the living room. The warm living room. Watching the snow flutter to the ground. Softly. It was relaxing. I watched as Ringo trudged through the snow. I say trudged, the snow wasn't very deep. Just deep enough to have to step higher. Like walking through water that came up about 3 quarters up your calf.

The snow was flecked (hope that's the right word to use here... if not oh well.) in Ringo's hair. The breeze softly rustled his hair on his face. Like a dramatic scene in a movie. He looked at the window and flashed me one of his signature goofy smiles as he moved about.

It was a split decision really as I practically sprinted into the bedroom to grab my coat along with other layers that were needed. I wasn't about to go outside in a pair of leggings and a T-shirt I got summer after 11th grade. I slid my feet into my boots with some effort before sprinting back out towards the door. I flung open the door. The motion of the door making the snow flutter erratically. I already had snow speckled in my hair. I laughed as I awkwardly ran through the snow. Tilting my head back and catching snowflakes on my tongue, feeling like a little kid. (When I say little kid it's not insulting I'm just going to put that out there.)

I wasn't paying attention, I was enjoying the peaceful moment as the snow captured all the sound of the world. (Been told this is what happens, I envy anyone who has experienced this, sounds relaxing 😅) That's when the silence was broken. "I challenge you to a snowball fight." That was all I heard before the snowball hit me. Square between the shoulder blades. Chunks of snow hitting the back of my neck.

"Oh boy! Are you in for it Starkey!" I shouted, wiping the snow from my neck with my gloved hand. Hastily gathering snow in my hand before running after Ringo. Throwing the snowball and hitting him in the shoulder.

We continue. Gathering snow. Running. Repeat. I ended up using the tree in our yard as a form of shelter. Dodging the snowballs.

We run around and around for hours. Before long we're both laying in the snow, trying to catch our breaths as we are holding our sides from laughing so hard.

"I think I won." I told him.

"Whatever you need to tell yourself." Ringo sighed. I flung snow at him.

This was short but I feel like I owed you an update after not uploading for a while. Thanks for all the support! Give me some more ideas, don't hesitate, my dms are open and my own ideas are limited 😅.

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