[Well, it shouldn't. He folds his arms across his chest, looking defensive and unhappy. He wouldn't have cared about snow before, but it's certainly bothering him now.
He's going to have fun come winter.]
Snowing in June... it's like some sort of bad prank.
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He's going to have fun come winter.]
Snowing in June... it's like some sort of bad prank.