GTWS

The view was admirable, white stacked high on surfaces and water frozen a comforting blue, while snow rained down from above, snowballs cutting through the area in contrasting throws. Everyone was all bundled up, in their best sweaters and most comfortable scarfs, chatting amongst each other and sipping hot chocolate, marshmallows swirling in the dark, chocolate pool of the ceramic while stories and laughs were exchanged. It was a scene of calm, of peace, of joy in the coldest of months of the year, where nothing truly mattered as much. Less worries.

Scar huddled around in a tight circle with fellow hermits, scheming some master plan with the way it looked from others passing by. They all held smiles on their faces, ushering some words, laughing a few times, before suddenly pulling back, dispersing as quick as it lasted, all going their separate ways towards different shops, all clutching a small slip of paper to their chests. However, Scar didn't go to any shops, instead moved to sit on a nearby snow covered bench, brushing the snow away before taking his seat, leaning back, content.

Taking in the bustling atmosphere of the shopping district, hermits bumping into each other a couple of times on occasion, to the comforting melody of wind-chimes and silver bells ringing throughout the air, casting even the most skittish type of people into a state of content. Despite the cold nipping at the bare part of his skin, the areas not covered by the already scarce amount of fabric he decided to wear today, Scar seemed to be relaxed and at peace, comfortable to sit on the cold bench in the snow, his eyes drifting shut for a moment, sleep messing with his brain.

With his eyes snapping open at the realization he'd been dozing off on the bench, Scar sat up straighter, running a hand through his snow-dusted hair, brushing the cold, melting white from his hair with a soft sigh, it misting lightly in the cold air, curling and thriving up, only to fade away seconds later. "Why does it have to be so dang snowy.." He complained under his breath, shaking his head for a moment, him realizing there was a fuzzy blanket draped over his body the last thing that came to view, eyes widening a moment before relaxing. "Well how'd that get there.."

He tried his absolute hardest, not really, at trying to figure out how it ended up there, his mind only drifting back to the possibility of it either being from one of the other hermits that passed by and saw him dozing off, or it was {{user}}.