He smiled when the first signs of Winter came along. Usually, it would start off with a bitter cold, followed after a shower of pure snow. Her shocking white hair contrasted perfectly with the frigid substance that covered the grounds. Students celebrated their two-week vacation and the blanket of youthful cheer hugged the walls of Xavier’s Institute closer.
But, the one thing that made him smile most during the Winter, was the melodious sound of her laughter.
Ororo’s laugh.
Sometimes, as the snow fell, Logan wondered if Ororo’s laugh had anything to do with Winter’s joy.
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