[This is...a lot more snow than what Xingchen is used to dealing with, but he still ventures out to get his daily layout of the island in. After paths have been shoveled well enough for travel, anyway.
So there he goes, bundled up in his white coat and a scarf wrapped around his face, eyes covered with a white cloth, foolishly thinking nothing too bad should happen right now. Because he has to pay attention to his surroundings without his sight.
And then he gets beamed right in the head mid-step and loses his balance, falling into the nearest pile of snow.
start of winter
So there he goes, bundled up in his white coat and a scarf wrapped around his face, eyes covered with a white cloth, foolishly thinking nothing too bad should happen right now. Because he has to pay attention to his surroundings without his sight.
And then he gets beamed right in the head mid-step and loses his balance, falling into the nearest pile of snow.
Welp.]