This story is written in Wave’s pov.) I open my eyes slowly and see the inside of some sort of building. I’m waking up, I think. The first thing I notice is the pink. All the pink. As my mind catches up with me, I realize where I am. I’m in the tower. Blixer’s tower. I’m suddenly cognizant of him sitting behind me. It takes a moment to register the sound I hear as him trying to get me awake. “Hmm?” I manage to say. I didn’t realize how tired I am until now. I hear his voice again, clearer this time. “Heya, Wave. C’mon. Look outside real quick.” I manage to sit up and receive a rush of blood racing through my head. Agh. I sat up too quickly. Blixer gestured towards the window. “Cool, huh?” He’s right. Snow. It looks so much more majestic from this high up. The flakes were huge, intricately shaped into hexagonal crystals. It was beautiful. All I can say is, “Woah.” Then I conveniently seem to remember my headache. “Agh, jeez.” is what I end up saying. Yeah. Instead of ‘good morning’ or something. I sa

y ‘jeez.’ Blixer does seem concerned, though. “You alright?” he asks. “Yeah, absolutely. Sat up too fast.” I say, rather stupidly. “Oh,” he replies. “You wanna go and see it outside?” I nod eagerly, standing up. BOTH huge mistakes. My gosh darned HEAD. Once we make it outside, it’s a whole new experience. I can feel the cool snowflakes landing on me. I see Cube on the island. He sees me. Us, rather. He’s about to freak out when I have to stop Blix from going over there. Jeez. We eventually decided to go enjoy the snow. After 7 failed tries to make a snowman, I get frustrated. I kick the snow in front of me. I almost immediately feel Blixer hug me. I don’t wanna talk about my blushing. “Hey, hey. Calm down. Alright?” he says to me. I don’t even think. I just say “Alright,” then give him a quick kiss on the cheek. Yeah, yeah, I know. Don’t make a big deal of it.

-timeskip: it’s around 11 p.m.- We trudge our way back up the tower. I can tell we’re both tired. We did spend all day building little snow sculptures and entering the occasional snowball fight. It makes sense to see Blixer flop into his bed. I don’t even care. I follow his action and end up beside him. I barely notice the kiss on my forehead as I drift off.

(idk why i wrote that im bored as heck)

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