#(get rekt stephen lol)

[mistrdctr]

@brooklynislandgirl asked: The compacted snow hits like a brick, bypassing it's target and hitting the man dead in the chest. After a moment the little gremlin that threw it comes running up to him, hands over their mouth, likely stifling laughter. Up close though? It's a particularly small young woman, and the hands hide the horrified 'o' of her mouth. She puts a hand on his arm and blinks up at him, wide green eyes almost too bright, resembling wet grass. "I am so so sorry! I didn't mean t' t'row dat snowball so hard!" [Winter Themed Starters || Accepting]

It's a nice day today - the snow is falling, the air is cold and crisp, absolutely no one is running in circles screaming because the holidays are just around the corner and mankind freaks out about needing to buy gifts, just as there's absolutely no traffic-jam right in front of his Sanctum and the mentioned snow is totally not causing him to slide here and there as Stephen makes his way down along the road.

He's just wanting to get himself a cup of coffee, thank you. Not any coffee, though - he wants a freshly made White Chocolate Mocca Latte with a splash of extra Vanilla syrup. Could he conjure himself said drink and just enjoy it peacefully at home? Yes. Does it taste better from that local coffee-shop around the corner? Absolutely.

Taking a somewhat deep breath, filling his lungs with the stabbing sensation of cold air, the sorcerer pushes his hands into the pockets of his thick, warm jacket; He's out in civil, it will keep him a lot warmer than his wizard-attire would. Besides, he's not working currently, and he enjoys just being---

The snowball hits him death-center, right where his jacket isn't fully closed; Strange yelps at the sudden sensation of 'oh my god this is fucking cold, holy shit' that whips through him like he's struck by lightning, scarred fingers immediately coming up to try and get rid of the snow... it just falls deeper, in between his shirt and jacket, and he curses as he opens it quickly to try and brush the damn coldness away...

He's interrupted by someone approaching him; The person looks like a kid and Stephen sighs, rolls his eyes, fully prepared to have an age-appropriate conversation with it before said person comes closer, upon which he realizes that it's, in fact, not a kid... but a young woman instead.

She apologizes profusely, her green eyes almost piercing him as her hand touches his arm; Strange clears his throat, pulls the zipper back up before offering her a smile, seeing how genuinely shocked she seems to be about what has just happened.

"No, no, it's okay.", he says, shivering a moment later as the damn cold is now soaking into his sweater, "---Have to say, though, that snowball had some speed to it. I'm impressed." Did she throw said snowball? She must be stronger than she looks like, defnitely. ... "Just, uh, be a bit more careful next time, alright?"

[kari-izumi]

I’m sure it’s been posted already, but still hilarious.