[ooc: For
likely_evil, a Sam/Lana future fic with the prompt Snowball. The muses will hate me for this.]Lana takes her place behind the tractor, scooping up the nearest patch of snow and quickly packing it into the most perfect ball she can manage. This week marks the anniversary of the day they'd met, the first one without an apocalypse hanging over their
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