A snowball fight was exactly what I needed; fun. Imira was our prime target. But she was good. It reminded me of the Second World War. I laughed at how much times have changed. This was the first fun I'd had in centuries. Not being scared of being found by the Loan Shark, and killed was definately relaxing. The snow was nearly as cold as my skin. It felt warm to me, because I was a couple degrees colder. my aim was perfect every time, but people were just as good at dodging.
"Hey, I never heard your name." I shouted to the girl I'd met in the kitchen,
"Call me Shiney." She smiled,
"Jay," I replied. The fight was long, and brutal- the fun kind. When it came to the end, most of the snow was gone.