Hey! So I'm gonna make myself seem a little less weird than what I actually am. But that's the point, right? To be weird and different. But welcome to my land of freedom and I hope you like at least one thing here. Yea... it's pretty as basic as you can make it, but I like it and (no offense) but that's the only opinion that matters in the end. :) Have fun and make good choices!
Sansa had chased Arya through the stables and around the kitchen until both of them were breathless. She might even have caught her, but she’d slipped on some ice. Her sister came back to see if she was hurt. When she said she wasn’t, Arya hit her in the face with another snowball, but Sansa grabbed her leg and pulled her down and was rubbing snow in her hair when Jory came along and pulled them apart, laughing.