[ Eventually, Rick tires of the heat and goes off in search of cooler weather, but almost immediately, he finds himself wishing he'd left well enough alone.
There's a swoosh and a smash, and Rick finds himself hit in the face by a snowball. It's completely unexpected, and absolutely not a thing that happens normally, not to him, but he knows enough to realize that snowballs don't just fly up and hit people in the face.
Someone had to throw that, so he wipes the snow off his face while looking around for the guilty party. ]
All right, you should know it's not nice to throw things at people.
[ Unless the person is a walker, in which case that doesn't completely apply, because those aren't technically people.
In any case, snowball maker extraordinaire, he is not, but he's still bending down to grab a handful of the stuff so he can throw one of his own back at whoever is responsible. ]
Snow
There's a swoosh and a smash, and Rick finds himself hit in the face by a snowball. It's completely unexpected, and absolutely not a thing that happens normally, not to him, but he knows enough to realize that snowballs don't just fly up and hit people in the face.
Someone had to throw that, so he wipes the snow off his face while looking around for the guilty party. ]
All right, you should know it's not nice to throw things at people.
[ Unless the person is a walker, in which case that doesn't completely apply, because those aren't technically people.
In any case, snowball maker extraordinaire, he is not, but he's still bending down to grab a handful of the stuff so he can throw one of his own back at whoever is responsible. ]