Quarender: Dark red apple “I hate the snow. I wish I could just melt them all with a single breath.”   ForewordWell it has been a long, long time since I last posted anything on this website and I figured that since I have a few Himlo fics rotting in my computer, why not post them? Heh.This fic is more to drabble though. Dont expect too much from it. keke.Well, enjoy gorgeous babyz.   You shall not plagiarize this story or you will suffer from the consequences.Any resemblance to other stories is purely coincidental.All rights reserved by Dormiveglia || Comment || Subscribe || Love ||