[this gingerbread man is minding his own business when he feels something attach to his ankle. his fingers twitch to bring out Riptide, but he stops himself as he sees the figure in the snow.
the figure that's yelling in the snow.
he gives her a long sigh, feeling like he just can't escape demanding women...]
I'm not going to be able to help you if you're grabbing me like that.
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the figure that's yelling in the snow.
he gives her a long sigh, feeling like he just can't escape demanding women...]
I'm not going to be able to help you if you're grabbing me like that.
[a beat.]
Especially if you melt the snow.
[losing a foot doesn't sound great right now.]