p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;"Sansa rolled her eyes, smoothing her hands over the snow in front of them. "You're doing it wrong!" She did it herself, showing Ygritte how to do it emcorrectly/em. Ygritte tried again, but still did it differently./p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;""You're going to ruin him!" Sansa pushed Ygritte out of the way and tried to do it herself, a task which was made far more difficult when Ygritte snarled and shoved her. "I'am not!"/p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;""You are too! See, the head is supposed to be smaller than the middle piece, and the middle piece is supposed to be smaller than the one on the bottom!" Ygritte shoved her again, and made Sansa fall hard in the snow next to her./p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;""Hey!" She shouted, angry. /p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;""Wha', did I ruin your fancy coat? Can' be tha' comfy. 'Sal…frilly." Ygritte scoffed and went back to building the snowman; she was doing it WRONG./p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;"Sansa stood up again and tackled her into the snow, wrestling around until they were giggling, covered with snow./p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;""No fair! I'm c-cold!" She shivered and pushed Ygritte away, running to the great hall so that she could sit next to the fire. Ygritte followed, and they sat, warming up. One of the servants brought out hot chocolate, and Sansa couldn't even remember why they'd been fighting in the first place./p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;"Outside, the snowman stood, half-finished./p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;""You're going to ruin him!" Sansa pushed Ygritte out of the way and tried to do it herself, a task which was made far more difficult when Ygritte snarled and shoved her. "I'am not!"/p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;""You are too! See, the head is supposed to be smaller than the middle piece, and the middle piece is supposed to be smaller than the one on the bottom!" Ygritte shoved her again, and made Sansa fall hard in the snow next to her./p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;""Hey!" She shouted, angry. /p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;""Wha', did I ruin your fancy coat? Can' be tha' comfy. 'Sal…frilly." Ygritte scoffed and went back to building the snowman; she was doing it WRONG./p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;"Sansa stood up again and tackled her into the snow, wrestling around until they were giggling, covered with snow./p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;""No fair! I'm c-cold!" She shivered and pushed Ygritte away, running to the great hall so that she could sit next to the fire. Ygritte followed, and they sat, warming up. One of the servants brought out hot chocolate, and Sansa couldn't even remember why they'd been fighting in the first place./p
p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;"Outside, the snowman stood, half-finished./p