"Snowmen!" Oikawa nodded at the thought. He couldn't even really remember the last time he'd tried. It was probably with his nephew, but he was getting to the age where that kind of thing was 'lame'. Oikawa never thought he went through that stage, but then again, he was already obsessed with volleyball at that age. He wasn't sure his path was the most normal, just that he had to fight harder than the other boys after what his coach had told him.
"Everything," it was a bit of a wide net to say, but he wouldn't mind doing everything. Snow volleyballs included. "There will probably be a winter break...we'll do it then." He'd never been to a school that didn't have a winter break. "Or if they cancel classes because of the weather."
When they were closer to the restaurants, he knew it was time to eat, and after a quick greeting and order that was underway. It was a comfortable sort of meal, as far as Oikawa was concerned, considering the choked back emotions he'd felt the last time he'd ate out with friends, his teammates, this was refreshing and filling and by the time they were leaving and he was giving a goodbye wave, he couldn't remember a day that felt more satisfying.
"That was really good. You ate well, Eiji-chan." He laughed, thinking about the armful of bread the boy had picked out not that long ago compared to the food they just ate. He reached up, stretching out his muscles, a dull sort of sting coming with the stretch that meant he'd actually used his body in a good way and he huffed out a sigh. "You want to come to my room now?"
He considered his options for entertaining, and really, he didn't have a lot in his room yet, and he hummed. "Should we stop for some tea to take back with us? Or snacks. Will you want to eat something later before you go back?" He couldn't imagine how late Eiji would want to stay, but all of what he bought today would be in his own room instead. Though, Oikawa did have those milk breads. "We can watch a movie. I have pillows."