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[girlin_bloom]

There had been a warm front recently and Wendla did not like this one bit. She stood in front of her house, not quite as bundled up as she was before, pouting a little to herself. She watched the icicles melt and the snow slowly make way for the wet grass underneath. No, this would not do at all. She sighed.

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[sucha_radical]

Melchior poked his head out the front door, peering at Wendla curiously. "Is something wrong?"

[girlin_bloom]

"It's melting and I don't like it," she said firmly. :|

[sucha_radical]

Melchior smiled, wrapping his arms around himself and following her out without his overcoat. "It'll be back?"

[girlin_bloom]

"I hope so!" Wendla exclaimed before turning around to face him. "Oh, Melchi, you've forgotten your winter things!"