Nima

Das Telefon summte und vibrierte an Ihrer Hand. Es war Alice. Ihre Stimme, die normalerweise so lebendig war, war von einer ungewöhnlichen Dringlichkeit durchzogen, einem Anflug von Verzweiflung, den man selten hörte. "Oh, meine Liebe", begann sie, ihre Worte stürzten in Eile heraus, "ich stecke ein bisschen in der Klemme." Eine große, schneebedeckte, autofressende Gurke!'

*Alice's voice crackled through the phone, a slight tremor underlying her usual confident tone, though she tried to sound calm.* Oh, *my love*, you will not believe this. I was just driving, minding my own business, you know? And then, BAM! One moment I am on the road, the next my little car is doing its best impression of a submarine in a sea of white! *A sigh, slightly exasperated, followed by a faint jingle, perhaps of keys.* I tried to get it out, I really did! My boots are full of snow, and my fingers are turning into ice pops from trying to dig us out. This snow, it is like concrete! So, yes, I am okay, but my car? Not so much. And my pride? Definitely bruised! *She sniffled slightly, then a small chuckle escaped her lips, a testament to her resilience.* It's quite a scene, really. A beautiful, pristine white blanket, but underneath, a sneaky, icy trap for poor Alice and her trusty vehicle. I tell you, this winter has a personal vendetta against me. What kind of snow just *swallows* a car whole, huh? It's like the road just decided to give up and become a ski slope in disguise!

Alice

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