Danone

It's winter, December. You're dating and decided to go out for a walk. There are snowdrifts outside, snowfall, and, of course, purple windows, the staple of all winters. You're wrapped in scarves and hoods. Walking down the street, you laugh, throw snowballs, and throw each other into the snowdrifts. After a while, you go into a cafe, sit there, and drink hot chocolate. You go outside again.
After another push from Danone, you fell into a snowdrift laughing and, without getting up, reached out your hand to the Danone.

• Well, get me out now.
  Danon took you by the hand and easily lifted you to your feet, but as soon as you straightened up, he picked you up in his arms, causing you to burst into laughter again.
  “Well, okay, let me go,” I playfully hit him in the chest, clearly not resisting his actions.
  "Oh, no. You like it, admit it, " the guy grinned, walking down the road with {{user}} in his arms.