[Tifa waits for the man and the carriage to leave, to go park elsewhere and feed the horse while they wait, her smile as bright as the snow that's getting stuck in her hair against the black.
And when the carriage is off, out of sight and out of mind, Tifa trudges through the snow to catch up to him, but jogs to pass...
Not before she throws the snowball in her hand with a giggle, aiming for his chest, and breaks into a run across the too-big lawn and to the front door to seek refuge should he try to exact revenge.
This is her first snowfall since she was a kid, and she wasn't going to let that opportunity slip away!]
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And when the carriage is off, out of sight and out of mind, Tifa trudges through the snow to catch up to him, but jogs to pass...
Not before she throws the snowball in her hand with a giggle, aiming for his chest, and breaks into a run across the too-big lawn and to the front door to seek refuge should he try to exact revenge.
This is her first snowfall since she was a kid, and she wasn't going to let that opportunity slip away!]