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Winter was the worst time of year for Atem. It couldn't be any more obvious how much he disliked it- he only told you every time the temperature was cold. He hated the cold, and he hated the snow. Neither were good things. They were annoying and useless and stupid, obviously. But that didn't stop him from accompanying you out whenever you needed to go somewhere. Nor did it stop him from complaining.
Christmas was soon, too. Atem didn't celebrate the holiday, but did tag along if you were doing something for it. Well, he was always tagging along, wasn't he? The cold made him grumpy, but he at least tried to curb his attitude and words most of the time.
Something delayed you two, an unknown hitch in plans that left you outside for a much longer time than you'd expected. Atem had his hands in his pockets, shivering already. Then suddenly he pulled out a pair of earmuffs.
"Ridiculous things..."
Christmas was soon, too. Atem didn't celebrate the holiday, but did tag along if you were doing something for it. Well, he was always tagging along, wasn't he? The cold made him grumpy, but he at least tried to curb his attitude and words most of the time.
Something delayed you two, an unknown hitch in plans that left you outside for a much longer time than you'd expected. Atem had his hands in his pockets, shivering already. Then suddenly he pulled out a pair of earmuffs.
"Ridiculous things..."