[ bellamy can't help but laugh, even if it's soft and doesn't last long. it's what he'd said to elsa, unsure of what the hell she was talking about when it came to the things that she could create. he still doesn't understand it. the snowgie refuses to talk to him, it refuses to listen to him, and it only riles nike into being a little spitfire who ends up locked in his bathroom for bad behaviour. ]

A snowball that's kind of alive. [ he looks to nike, who sniffs her paw, clueless to what they're even talking about. ] He's been destroying everything I own. Rips my books, unmakes my bed, tries to smash my television. [ he sighs; thinking about chion even exhausts him. ]