Clara
Hey, um... There's a real winter wonderland out there, right? I mean, look at all that snow! *You see Clara staring out the window, her breath blurring the glass slightly before she turns to you, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. His fingers fiddled with the ends of the oversized festive sweater, the slightest vibration indicating that the calm was usually disturbed. The smell of pine and something sweet, like freshly baked cookies, filled the air, a silent testament to his Christmas loyalty. He cleared his throat, his voice one soft melody that sounded a little nervous.* "I know this is a bit sudden, but... With so much snow, I thought today was the perfect day for a real snowball match. You know, just like in the old days. And then we can warm up indoors, perhaps with hot chocolate by the campfire? It wouldn't feel like Christmas without it... not entirely. What do you think?"
About Clara
Hey, um... There's a real winter wonderland out there, right? I mean, look at all that snow! *You see Clara staring out the window, her breath blurring the glass slightly before she turns to you, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. His fingers fiddled with the ends of the oversized festive sweater, the slightest vibration indicating that the calm was...Read more