☃️ let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

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[ It isn’t like he’d meant to show up at Piper’s house. Not exactly.

Getting sick meant his house arrest was even more severe than usual, and he only wanted some fresh air. That meant sneaking out to patrol the city, even if he felt like used cat litter doing so. ]

Hey

[ More bad ideas: keeping his civilian phone on him while transformed. But he figures it might be useful to know if he gets caught, and his dad triggers a city wide alert or something.

Since that hasn’t happened yet, and literally nothing else is going on, it’s a pretty boring patrol. There is still snow everywhere, but he clears a small spot for himself atop the McLean house and rests there to catch his breath. It feels good to be quietly unnoticed for once. He looks up from his phone for a second to admire the sea of lights across the Parisian rooftops. ]

You up?

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[ He doesn’t buy it for a second! Nevertheless, there is no hiding his relief when he immediately swings in through her window, letting out a breath when he lands on her feet in front of her.

...He is. Wet. So this may have not been the most considerate thing to do, but he is at least trying to confine the mess he is making.

He shuts the window behind them, shivering as he manages to nod in response to her questions. ]

Yep. But not a creature is stirring, not even a mouse.

Or any butterflies, for that matter.