I CHALLENGE YOU TO A XIAOLIN SNOWDOWN
WHO: Yue and Sararara. In that order.
WHEN: The noon of January 22nd
WHERE: One of the more known parks in Liberty.
WHAT: Score-settling. This is self-explanatory.
Back in China, around this time of the month would be what the locals call "The coldest day". Sure it was cold, the snow still clinging to anything it landed on like a child ahnging on to his last piece of candy. For Yue, going outside of Huayuan on her lunch break meant something, because,
This was "The Day"
The day she had been waiting for everytime she is reminded of a certain Mongolian firefighter who, has the upper hand in their ongoing battle for snowball-throwing supremacy. Catfights are so highschool, so the women decided to take it out through a non-scandalous method.
In retrospect, looking back at the history Yue and Sara had, Yue never really paid attention to her during highschool. But it was Sara that always, always, threw the teasing and insults at her. She was merely defending herself! The passive way did not work, so here they are now, standing opposite each other, in the middle of the park, perfectly rounded balls of snow on each hand, boots ready to glide on the slippery pavement, and shooting glares at one another.
"Game, 笨手笨脚?"
WHEN: The noon of January 22nd
WHERE: One of the more known parks in Liberty.
WHAT: Score-settling. This is self-explanatory.
Back in China, around this time of the month would be what the locals call "The coldest day". Sure it was cold, the snow still clinging to anything it landed on like a child ahnging on to his last piece of candy. For Yue, going outside of Huayuan on her lunch break meant something, because,
This was "The Day"
The day she had been waiting for everytime she is reminded of a certain Mongolian firefighter who, has the upper hand in their ongoing battle for snowball-throwing supremacy. Catfights are so highschool, so the women decided to take it out through a non-scandalous method.
In retrospect, looking back at the history Yue and Sara had, Yue never really paid attention to her during highschool. But it was Sara that always, always, threw the teasing and insults at her. She was merely defending herself! The passive way did not work, so here they are now, standing opposite each other, in the middle of the park, perfectly rounded balls of snow on each hand, boots ready to glide on the slippery pavement, and shooting glares at one another.
"Game, 笨手笨脚?"