[ He knows he's not going to stop just because she tells him to. Hell, she even knows this and yet still she thinks that she ca save herself by making weak protests and holding her hands out like a shield that will do absolutely nothing.
Which is of course what it does. When Richie lobs the snowball in her direction, the frozen missile breaks apart on impact, showering Kate with ice that clings to her clothing, the ends of her hair and even her cheeks. The sudden shock of cold sees her gasp, Kate standing there with her arms out as clumps of snow fall to the ground and she has to work hard to keep the smile from pulling wide as she swings a finger in his direction.]
Oh, you are so going to regret that! [Kate immediately scrambling to make a snowball of her own and what she lacks in finesse, she'll happily make up for by relentlessly trying to hammer him with clumps of snow.]
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Which is of course what it does. When Richie lobs the snowball in her direction, the frozen missile breaks apart on impact, showering Kate with ice that clings to her clothing, the ends of her hair and even her cheeks. The sudden shock of cold sees her gasp, Kate standing there with her arms out as clumps of snow fall to the ground and she has to work hard to keep the smile from pulling wide as she swings a finger in his direction.]
Oh, you are so going to regret that! [Kate immediately scrambling to make a snowball of her own and what she lacks in finesse, she'll happily make up for by relentlessly trying to hammer him with clumps of snow.]