Baby, It's Cold Outside - [Skylar]

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Baby, It's Cold Outside - [Skylar] Jan 15, 2012 20:23:12 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Jan 15, 2012 20:23:12 GMT -5

Keegan Rhodes
thirteen . single . district 7

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speaking // B8860B
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The snow had long stopped falling but there was still a good bunch of it on the ground. Keegan was bundled up in clothes he had bought for himself just last week. His mother had left him a little extra money and a note (Buy something to keep warm so I won’t have to pay for a funeral. --Constance) on the table next to an empty plate (p.s. Do the dishes).

His feet had on two layers of socks and were hidden inside a pair of boots that were two sizes too big. It was the cheapest pair that he had been able to find. A pair of baggy jeans clung to his waist. They didn’t do much to keep his legs warm, but they were all he had. Most of his money went towards the grey jacket that hugged his torso over his black long sleeve shirt. On the inside it was lined with faux fur. But whether or not the fur was real didn’t make a difference to Keegan because it was still keeping him warm. With the last of his money he was able to purchase the black beanie that now sat on top of his mass of brown hair.

Gloved hands (he was able to find his pair from last year) dove straight into the snow. He was allowed to still be a kid sometimes, wasn’t he? Keegan retrieved a handful of snow and began to mold it into a sphere. When he felt it was finally complete, his eyes searched for someone to throw it at. He was in market, put there weren’t that many people. And there certainly wasn’t anyone he knew. The market was rather empty considering that Christmas was the up and coming holiday for those who celebrated it. Or rather, had the money to celebrate it. Defeated, Keegan threw the snowball absentmindedly.

[ooc: This is what happens when you make me start threads with no plot in mind. ;_;]

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Baby, It's Cold Outside - [Skylar] Jan 20, 2012 14:29:39 GMT -5

Post by skylarversion2 on Jan 20, 2012 14:29:39 GMT -5

He'd always been a warm person. Not the sort of sappy metaphorical warm, but like, physically warm. While others spent time wrapping themselves in multiple hand-me-down coats, he'd put on a thick shirt and one coat, not two, but one. Maybe he'd wear a few pairs of pants but that's mainly because a lot of them had holes in them, the denim much too thin to withstand the frigid winds of winter.

Normally, even though he was a physically not metaphorically or as a simile warm person, it did not mean that he found snow warm. Snow, being the beautiful white nightmare, demanded a temperature of 32 degrees Fahrenheit to build up along the sides of buildings. There'd been snowstorms where Moss and his fathers were trapped in their house, the snow much too high to shovel and the door perpetually closed until the sun came by to liberate them.

Thankfully, this was not one of those times. He'd volunteered to go to the market while his dads stayed comfortable. He figured that going while early in the morning would ensure that no one but the vendors at the market and him would be out. He'd wanted to savor the beauty of the snow, even if it was oftentimes a hazard to the District's overall health.

As he approached, he'd begun to look for the meat vendor, but as he passed a vendor he had no interest in, a snowball hit him in the face, in which he'd begun to laugh and search for the service. Finding a smaller boy, he'd begun to walk over, speaking half way there. "Did you throw that? he asked, a smile showing the teeth he had, miraculously matching the snow on the ground.

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Baby, It's Cold Outside - [Skylar] Jan 20, 2012 20:42:13 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Jan 20, 2012 20:42:13 GMT -5

Keegan Rhodes
thirteen . single . district 7

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speaking // B8860B
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The snowball left his hands and Keegan paid it no attention as it sailed through the air. He glanced back down at the snow on by hid feet. His footprints were everywhere because he had been wandering this area alone for a while now. There was no use running to the store to pick everything up early that was needed for dinner. It was only him in the house every night anyway since his mom had some way of coming home after he was sleeping and leaving before he woke up.

“Did you throw that?” The sound made Keegan jerk his head back up to find its source. The boy in front of him looked a couple years older and he stood a couple of inches taller. His black hair was pushed into an up do and eyes were concentrated on Keegan. But by far his most striking feature was his smile. They were almost as white as the snow and seemed extremely straight. Those must have been expensive.

He approached Keegan, but it took him a minute to realise the boy was talking about the snowball. He had hit him with the snowball! “Oh, I hadn’t even meant to hit anyone, sorry. I had just thrown it and it went wherever it wanted to.” He tried not to laugh at the fact that his snowball had actually found itself a target. “Honest, I didn’t look where I was throwing it. Sorry.”

The boy’s denim pants had a few holes in them and he only wore one jacket, despite the cold. It made Keegan question the boy’s teeth again. Maybe it was just his style. He seemed to give off an essence of cool about him that Keegan didn’t think he himself could match. The guy seemed even more friendly than Keegan was. And he had walked up to strangers countless times. Maybe what really made him like the boy was the fact that he was so friendly after being hit by a snowball thrown by a stranger this early in the morning.

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