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"What the heck is wrong with these people?! Why isn't anyone opening the door? Did they all die in a plane cr--"

Win swiftly turned around at the sound of someone walking on snow rather loudly. Her long, blonde pigtails waved in the chilly wind for dramatic effect. For a second, she just blinked and waited for her brain to register who exactly was standing infront of her, unsure of how to react. It had already been a full week. Thump, thump, thump. Shut up, heart! Don't embarrass me. Win scowled at her internal organ. Her cheeks started becoming warm again after an entire week of nothing, and she started feeling her pancreas doing a little dance in excitement. Did she really miss him that much?

Win shyly made her way to Gordon. She scanned at him from head-to-toe. "Your new jacket is ugly," she slapped him with her pillow.