I looked up whilst the first little snowflakes gently swirled to the ground and called for my loved ones attention.
-Look hun, its snowing! How beautiful!
I sat there by my desk and looked upon the hillside as the gentle flakes sprinkled the rocks with powder. I watched the tranquil snowfall turn into a roaring assault of frozen water. And not untill the snowstorm was a fact i remembered, I was out of coffee.
I had asked my loved one to buy atleast milk the night before, but he decided to concentrate on not barfing in the backseat of the cab instead. In retroperspective, prolly a wise choise.
So, I prepeared myself for entering this inferno of coldness by barricading my body with every piece of winterclothes known to man. I did it and I prevailed against the storm. I returned from the huntingmarket ICA with a prey, worthy a student;
Cheesedoodles.
Cheesedoodles and Coffee.

Let life, and the comic, resume.

Love