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[Zeke's out on the steps of the castle, smoking a smoke, looking just like this, facial hair and all. Hey, boy's been too lazy to shave, alright?

He'll blow some smoke away from the journals, dictating as usual.]This is pretty much what the winters looked like back home. Mounds and mounds of snow, air chilling you to the bone. The skies were gray

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[brdskllwarrior]

[Stepping out, she's one of those chicks who's opted to raid her guy friends' closets instead of persist with corsets and crinoline (once was enough. Honestly.), so have her in this]

[After seeing Zeke, she'll stoop and grab a handful of snow, hoping he won't notice her trying to make pack it together in what is her closest approximation of a snowball]

[brdskllwarrior]

Oh yes, I just discovered hot chocolate. [Sort of shakign her head and smiling, it is JUST THAT GOOD man!]

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With or without marshmallows?

[brdskllwarrior]

[Tilts her head up at him, curious,] Marshmellows?

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Aw, man. You need to try hot chocolate with marshmallows. [Ruffles his own hair, biting his lip for a second...] Why don't I make you some? You know, when you feel like it.

[brdskllwarrior]

Sure, sounds good! [York did teach her how to make cocoa, but she had no idea what this whole 'marshmallow' business was all about]