Board Thread:Ships/@comment-3058106-20141203032201

Tristan grumbled as he walked through the park covered in snow. He had plans to meet up with someone there, but so far they had been an absolutely no show. He kept texting them, hoping for a reply, but no such thing would come to him anytime soon. He sighed and looked around, trying to find something to do. Tristan walked over to a park bench and dusted some of the snow off so he could sit down. He watched as a few kids ran through the park with their mom yelling at them to stop. They fell down into the snow-covered grass as their mom told them they would get sick and die if they kept doing that. The kids protested with whining and followed their mother to somewhere else.

Tristan decided he might as well give up on this person. They obviously weren't going to be showing up anytime soon. Slowly he stood from his seat and started walking down the path. He was too busy glancing around to realize there was a slick sheet of ice ahead of him. As soon as his foot landed down on the sheet, he immediately slipped back, but luckily was able to fall into the snow rather than the pavement. Tristan groaned and leaned his head up to look at his feet just to double check that he had in fact fallen. Realizing he did, he groaned again and let his head fall back into the snow.

"Are you making a snow angel or something?" a voice asked. He looked up and saw a woman with long brown hair leaning over to look at him. Her eyes narrowed at the sight of him in the ground. "Tristan?" she asked, loathing lining her voice.

"Sam?" he asked, more surprised than anything else to see her there.

"Okay, well, I'm leaving now," Sam said, already starting to walk away.

Tristan leaned up on his elbows and watched her walk away from him. She looked back and saw him watching her. Immediately she rolled her eyes and turned back around to continue leaving. Tristan sighed at what he had lost and lay back down in the snow with his arms stretched out, almost as if he were going to make a snow angel. 