Time passed—like melting snow under gentle sunlight, it slipped through their fingers unnoticed.
From shop to shop, stall to stall, building to building, they moved as one.
"So you like your Pasta cooked this way Riley....?"
"Yes...."
"It's rather peculiar... but it's not bad...."
"Let's visit this place again soon next time!"
"Hehe darling loves it here so we really should~!"
"But how's you know of this place Snow?"
"It just caught my eye ever since we visited the city a while ago, I had a feeling you might love it~ it seems my hunch wrong hehe~"
"Is that so...."
"This flavor might be my favorite as well~"
Riley smiled looking at Snow happily eating the same styled pasta as him, it seemed he might have more in common with Snow than he realized.
The laughter they shared echoed through the halls of the mall and the streets beyond, weaving a warm memory in the cold midwinter air.
They said time flies when you're having fun, and that couldn't be more true.
