Boss Rimi's posts

"What else do people do in the snow?" Lyle asked, looking at the finished snowman. It was strange, how people found this to be fun even though he himself just thought it wasn't. "Well, there are snowball fights. Those are fun. Snow angels. Ice skating. Sledding." Troy listed off. Lyle knew that Aria would want to go ice skating. It was the reason she wanted to come here. It was part of the reason he was here. The other part was just to be able to see Troy again. "I don't know what any of that is. Well..I know the ice skating. I just don't do that either." Wow, he really was a boring guy.

"It's just a pile of snow with sticks on it now." Lyle said and looked at Troy after feeling him jab at his ribs with his elbow. "It looks very nice though Aria. Glad you're enjoying yourself." He quickly added. "Good work Aria, we brought the other items we'll need." Troy said. He and Lyle walked over to the snowman and started putting the scarf on and the other things. Why did people find this fun, Lyle didn't know. But if his fiance was having fun, then that's what was important to him.

Lyle looked confused. "Why would you so that? A snowman can't feel, why give him a scarf?" He asked, not sure why anyone would put a scarf on a pile of snow. "It's part of the fun Lyle, come on we'll go get the stuff while Aria finishes. Come." He said and practically dragged Lyle back inside the house to grab what they needed. The adults were enjoying some hot cocoa and enjoying a tour of the castle while Lyle and Troy gathered what they needed. "Try to have fun Lyle. Aria will appreciate it if you just let your guard down for just this trip." Troy hinted as the two started heading back outside.

Lyle stood there and just watched. His hands were stuffed in his jacket pockets, and he stood still so that he wouldn't start shaking from the cold. "Come on Lyle, let's go help." Troy said as he started to form the middle part of the snowman. "Isn't it cold?" Lyle asked them. "I mean, the snow. To be touching it with your hands. I don't think wearing gloves keeps the cold away." He said while approaching them.

Troy took the empty cup from Lyle and set it down on a tray a passing servant was carrying as he led both of them out of the house. When they reached the front door, Lyle stopped and fixed his scarf, making it cover most of his face. He was nervous, what if he got sick? Troy grabbed his warm coat, put it on and opened the front door. They were greeted by the chilly wind as they stepped outside and he closed the door behind him. The sound of snow crunching beneath their feet.