A Frosty Start [Mod] [Invite Only]

The wind whispered as the snow fell like confetti on Dante's wooly cap. He gazed at the untouched snow in front of him. The swirling white and the lush grass collided. The shrubs and trees were stained with white. The ground was as smooth as a cake and the snow fell like icing powder, perfecting it to its finest point. Posts, houses, buildings loomed into his vision, then vanished, swallowed in white. Face raw, eyes squinting, all the while thinking of the fireplace and hot cocoa. Magnum is in a Poké Ball attached to Dante's belt for carrying him around.

"You know what's great about Christmas," whispered Dante to himself. "Nothing."

Over the years Dante has come to enjoy Christmas less and less, to the point of almost completely opting out now. Sure, it was fun when he was a kid (before the death of his parents), and when he received material gifts, but now he's just so over the whole thing. Some people can’t understand why he doesn’t enjoy it, others are very much in agreement with him. "‘But it’s Christmas!'," thought Dante. "And…? Why should I or anyone else feel obliged to celebrate an occasion we don’t have any interest in? I’m not a party person, Christmas means nothing to me, and I’d rather save my money for something I’m genuinely interested in or need."

A foul odor interrupted Dante's trail of thought. Based on his observations, people were obviously bothered about it, but nobody is doing anything or finding the source of the smell, they're completely ignorant of it maybe because they're still too caught up with the aftereffect of Christmas. However, it didn't cause Dante to halt. He's not a resident of this city and he has no obligation or necessity to bother himself with it. Besides, he's smelled worse odors before as a street child. He kept on walking in search of something else worthy of his attention, he didn't find the Spearow or Meowth interesting.