A Quaint Little Park

Leo pulled his scarf closer to his neck as the wind nipped at his ears. He would have rather done this inside, he thought with a grimace as he glared at his pocket, but then again, the wind was just a soft fluttering, and there wasn't that much snow left on the ground. He spotted a bench near them and he beckoned Anna over to it.

"We can sit here, lovely," he said, peering out at the setting sun. "It's better than standing at least."

Annabelle smiled at the male as he beckoned her over, wrapping her white coat tighter over her form and securing the crimson scarf around her neck. She smiled at her surroundings, Annabelle loved winter despite the cold, the only time of the year she really disliked was Autumn.

The woman nodded at Leo's comment "I wouldn't have minded either way" She replied truthfully, making her way over to the bench and sitting down.