Rogue & Nico Jackson
Rogue had agreed to go because, well, why not? She sheathed her skin in a layer of ice, so she wasn't feeling the cold, and it made making snowballs easier. She had made one snow angel, laughing the whole time before she smirked.
"Hey. Nico. catch"
Before lobbing a snowball at him, she looked particularly wicked when she did it, too, because she was feeling... better about how things were going in her life. They weren't perfect but, she was having fun. Now if Nico and Chris would stop arguing in her head that'd be great.