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His hair was being very odd today. He'd woken up with the red and brown curls he'd grown accustom to, but around mid day between putting a hat on and taking it off, it had gone shock white again. In fact, it seemed to change every time he placed a hat on his head and then removed it- as though his curls were playing peek-a-boo with him.
Winter liked it.
He'd spent the morning at the park, dancing to the sound of one of the mortals who was busking there, then had lingered in a cafe to sip coffee and watch the mortals flirt and chat. Observing them and trying to imitate them.
After lunch he found himself at the shops, looking for gifts to spend his pocket money (and the money he'd charmed from strangers) on. Something to win Willy's dead mortal over, so he would stop scolding him all the time. Something for fae Willy, to remind the fae he was loved. ...And something special for Phouka, so he could remain his favourite, always.
Shopping was hard though, especially when there were so many things that he wanted for himself. His small basket was brimming with items already- From neon socks, to a mug shaped like a unicorn. However, they were all things the greedy pixie wanted, with not one single gift to be found.
(OTA! Find winter at the shops, or at the park or cafe if you'd rather!)
Winter liked it.
He'd spent the morning at the park, dancing to the sound of one of the mortals who was busking there, then had lingered in a cafe to sip coffee and watch the mortals flirt and chat. Observing them and trying to imitate them.
After lunch he found himself at the shops, looking for gifts to spend his pocket money (and the money he'd charmed from strangers) on. Something to win Willy's dead mortal over, so he would stop scolding him all the time. Something for fae Willy, to remind the fae he was loved. ...And something special for Phouka, so he could remain his favourite, always.
Shopping was hard though, especially when there were so many things that he wanted for himself. His small basket was brimming with items already- From neon socks, to a mug shaped like a unicorn. However, they were all things the greedy pixie wanted, with not one single gift to be found.
(OTA! Find winter at the shops, or at the park or cafe if you'd rather!)