[WOW. W O W. Leo ducks but doesn't miss it completely—the snowball chips off from where it hits his ear, white flakes nesting themselves in one side of his hair.]
You missed! [he says anyway.
And when Frank steps out Leo could only stare. Stare, for a long, long while. Okay first off, the leggings were not shining just a while ago and secondly, holy Tartarus's tits Frank you look ridiculous.
But Leo isn't going to laugh. Nope, not even when his face is turning red. Not even when his cheeks are puffing and he feels his diaphragm rising with suppressed guffaws. He is not going to laugh.
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You missed! [he says anyway.
And when Frank steps out Leo could only stare. Stare, for a long, long while. Okay first off, the leggings were not shining just a while ago and secondly, holy Tartarus's tits Frank you look ridiculous.
But Leo isn't going to laugh. Nope, not even when his face is turning red. Not even when his cheeks are puffing and he feels his diaphragm rising with suppressed guffaws. He is not going to laugh.
...Yep, he is totally laughing right now.]