YEAH THIS IS FOR GARVER'S KEION OBSESSION

I fucking hate the cold.

 

This is one thing I’m not used to, the cold of winter, and it’s days like this that make me lament getting out of bed. I guess I have to though, gotta make it to at least one class today or the damn counselor will give me shit again.

 

“Fuck” I exclaim loudly as I start to pull the covers off, immediately wrapping them back around me in an effort to stave off the cold.

 

Yeah fuck that, I’m not freezing my tits off for this.

 

I lay back down, enjoying the residual heat from the blankets when my phone starts ringing, the familiar tones of Afroman emanating through my room, and I roll over to ignore them. Unfortunately, I know who’s calling and I grumble as I grab for the tiny metal rectangle.

 

I can almo-FUCK!

 

My body hits the ground with a thump, slipping off the bed and nearly knocking myself out on the nightstand.

“Whaddaya want Snoozu?”

 

My tone is whiny, probably because I really don’t want to do anything except sleep right now, or because I’m in PAIN from falling like a dumbass.

 

“Are you going to class today?” she asks.

 

“What do you think?” I scoff.

 

The response I get is a drawn out groan, Suzu’s way of showing disapproval without having to bluntly say something like ‘Go to class instead of blazing in your room all day’. Too bad for her I don’t care, and I’m already reaching for the edge of the nightstand to pull myself out of my blanket cocoon.

 

Fuck class… I’m gonna go sledding.

 

It takes me less than ten minutes to get dressed. Basically meaning that I’ve thrown on a ‘passable’ uniform since FUCK LAUNDRY, and wrapped myself up in the pea coat I bought earlier this year. I also manage to find my snow boots under the pile of shit in my closet.

 

Miki Miura: 1

 

Closet: 0

 

Sneaking out of the dorm is easy, no one ever pays attention, but I’m halfway to this sick ass hill nearby when I remember something very, very important.

 

I don’t have a goddamn sled.

 

I start to reel back as I prepare a chain of swear words when a loud noise stops me.

 

“WAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHA” the boisterous voice cuts through the cold air.

 

Oh you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me…

 

I nearly sprint down the hill, ready to catch that pink haired loudmouth in the act when I see something I never expect.

 

On the wooden sled behind Misha… sits… SHIZUNE HAKAMICHI.

 

Holy.

 

Fucking.

 

Shit.

 

I never thought that hard ass bitch could ever smile, much less enjoy such an innocent act as sledding, truly this is a day I’ll have to remember.

 

“I see the student council meeting has been cancelled,” I quip loudly, shocking Misha and causing her to turn around.

 

Shizune flips her head around as well, the smile diminishing for a minute before she starts signing to Misha. The two start a small conversation that I can’t get in on because I don’t know sign language, and I’m pretty sure that I don’t have the required equipment anyhoo. A few minutes of rapid hand movements later Misha gives me a devious smile, sauntering toward me with her hands behind her back, with Shizune following close behind.

 

“So, your delinquency non-withstanding, Shii-chan would like me to offer you a deal,”

 

Yawning, I give a sideways glance before responding.

 

“Speak,”

 

Misha shoots a glance at Shizune, getting a curt nod from her, and turns back to me.

 

“We would like to invite you sledding with us, on the condition that nothing is spoken of this after we’re done, and that we return before classes end,”

 

Well, I can accept and get to shred some fresh powder in that kickass sled or… go to classes?

 

Yeah, I think I know which decision I’m making here.

 

Misha cheers as I agree to her terms, and I follow Shizune back to the sled I ready myself for some epic sledding.

 

And the sledding is indeed epic.

 

The hill is pretty much clear, allowing for absolute minimum speed loss from evading trees and the like.

 

Taking my place on the sled, I feel Misha and Shizune’s hands on my back as I survey the field for my run.

 

“Ready~? 1… 2… 3… GO!”

 

One good push later and I’m streaking through the white, feeling the wind blow my hair around as I weave side to side laughing like a madman, and I barely have enough sense to turn sideways near the end of the hill so I don’t have to drag this sumbitch all the way back to them.

 

We sled for a few good hours, wearing ourselves out with the returns up the hill, and eventually the three of us flop onto the packed snow to rest.

 

“Y’know Misha, I didn’t think Hakamichi was this fun,” I admit out loud, knowing Shizune can’t hear me.

 

“Wahaha~ Shii-chan is fun, just have to catch her at the right time!” Misha responds, laughing even harder as Shizune rapidly switches between looking at the both of us, attempting to discern our conversation.

 

I stifle my laughter as Misha translates something to her, and I end up taking my leave quickly as Shizune shoots me a death glare. Slipping back across the grounds, I blend into the crowd of students heading back to the dorms, and slip out of the wet coat once I’m in my room.

 

God I fucking love winter.