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Oh, like what?

[Hesitation.]

I have reading to catch up on.

Reading? But you can always read whenever you want.

Yes, and I want to do it right now.

Plus, it's freezing outside still.

Haha it's not that cold! Plus when you're skating your body will be moving, so it'll naturally warm up.

[Another short hesitation.]

Why...why are you always so annoyingly persistent?

Probably the same reason why you're annoyingly stubborn.

Then tell me how many times it will take to reject you before you finally go away.

Well that wouldn't be any fun. Though I can say it will probably take a while.

[small pause.]

By the way, you should get your backdoor painted. It looks a little dull.

--You're bluffing!

[There's no way he's navigated to it correctly!]

No, it's a bit chipped.

[is that the sound of tapping on wood? too bad it's voice because he really could be bluffing.]

[Abandoning Dreamberry and running for the back door-!

You'd better take a step back Ace because it's about to swing open right in your face with a very upset young woman on the other side of it.]

[ah but. he's nowhere to be found!

where could that knight be.]

[And despite her better judgement, she steps out onto the porch and looks around...

She won't wait around too long, though. It's freaking cold.]

[heads up.

there's a snowball flying toward you.]

[...And since she's not prepared for it, it hits its mark. She stumbles backwards into the house, rubbing at her shoulder where the snowball has collided.]

W-who did--?!

ACE?!

[la la la not answering.]

[You know what? Screw the cold. She has shoes on, and she is ready to kick someone's ass. So she runs out the door and into the yard, waiting for him to show himself.]

Where are you?!

[have another snowball instead.]

[This one hits her as well, but at least now she can tell where they're coming from. Running that direction now. Where are you, bastard?]

Uh oh.

[he was hiding behind the other side of the house but looks like the jig was out. coming out now.]

Haha, sorry I couldn't resist!

[She doesn't even pause. She only runs right into him with her arms up, ready to shove him backwards into the snow. And not in a cute playful manner; she's clearly intending to injure him.]

Well it wasn't funny!

[and at the last second, he steps to the side to evade.]

It did get you outside though.

[She slides past him, but at least manages to stay on her feet.]

If you think I'm going anywhere with you now, you must really be mad!

Oh? So you were actually considering?

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