It is snow day, kids are building snowmen, lovers are holding hands and some homeless man is freezing under a page of old newspaper. Lo it is a beautiful sight to behold, Dennis is unarmed today and his new domino masks is skin tone with semi transparent properties. He looks like the average gentleman and dress appropriately to mold his lean athletic body. Breathing is normal and there are so many targets everywhere, the weapon in question being a snowball. A fist sized object compressed with childhood nostalgia and a pinch of mischief.
He saw a lady walking with her friends and in the spirit of snowball he chucked a ball of snow at her. Moving in moderate speeds, as he is also making sure that she would know that he is the challenger in this jovial battlefield. Waiting for a reaction, hit or miss it does not matter. Reciprocation comes in many ways, will it be a snowball to the face? will it be a shriek? who knows?
This is one for the memories.