"Dan! Dan, come quick!" I yell, standing by the window in our living room. "Dan!" I repeat, excited by the scene in front of me. "What is it?" he says, walking up to join me. "It's snowing!" I turn round and put my arms round his neck as he peers round me to see. "Wow! Snow!" He shouts like a little boy, which makes me giggle. "Come on!" He says, grabbing my hand and running with me. "Where?" "Outside, we have to play in it!" I laugh and stop him to make him put on some more clothes.
Five minutes later we race down the the stairs and out to the back garden that is shared by everyone in the flat. The garden is already covered in a thin layer of the snow blanket and it is still falling thickly from the white sky. We are the only ones there and Dan immediately scoops up a pile of snow and chucks it at me. "Hey!" I shout and bend down to retaliate. "Take this!" I say, throwing as much snow as i can manage at Dan who ducks it easily and runs towards me with another snow ball. He reaches me and throws the ball at me as i fall to the ground from running away backwards. Lying down on the ground, i spread my arms and legs out, making a snow angel. Dan chuckles and lies down next to me and also makes an angel. We lie, breathless on the snow, watching the flakes fall down on us, landing on our faces. Dan rolls over to face me and gives me a cold, snowy kiss. I smile at him and then reach behind me, grab a handful of snow and chuck it at his surprised face. "Got you!" I shout victoriously, standing up before he can get me back.
We then a full on snow ball fight, involving me missing him a lot and just hiding behind a table and running around. Once i surrender Dan bends down and again scoops up a large pile of snow. "Dan, we've stopped. I can't take anymore." I laugh, touching his arm. He just smiles at me and starts rolling the ball on the ground, i watch as it gets bigger and start to realise what he is doing. I join in, staring my own ball and rolling it round. Dan stops in the middle of the grass, with his ball up to his knees. He walks over and helps me pick up my ball and we carefully place it on top of his, patting it down. "Hold on." i say, an idea in my head. I run back inside and grab a spare hat, scarf and gloves. Out of the fridge i pick up a carrot and run back down outside.
Dan has added another smaller ball on top of our snowman and he takes the hat and scarf off me to place on the snow. I search round the garden and pick up a couple of small wet pebbles. I press them in for the eyes and push the carrot in. Dan draws a smile with his finger on to he face and then we stand back, admiring our work. "What do you think?" he asks, hugging me. "I think that he's the sweetest snowman ever made but he needs a name." We look over at our man, smiling proudly with his stick arms. "He looks a Phil." Dan says, looking at me for a agreement. "Yes, hello Phil the snowman, we welcome you to London." Dan kisses me on the cheek and i walk over to shake the snowman's hand before we go in to warm up.
Dan posts a photo of Phil the snowman to twitter whilst i make us both mugs of hot chocolate, adding whipped cream and marshmallows. I join Dan on the sofa where we sip our steaming hot chocolate and look out of the window at the snowflakes. I snuggle into him and he holds me tightly, it's obvious that we are both missing Phil, it just seems slightly too quiet without him. "He'll be back soon." I say, knowing Dan will understand who i am talking about. "Yeah, it'll be good to see him again, not just on Skype." I finish my drink and place the mug on the floor. I put my arms round Dan and hug him close, breathing in his sweet aroma.