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EzekielChosen Prompt:
What type of weather would they prefer to never experience again?Prompt Response:
Ezekiel saw the New England storm clouds overhead. It was late November and it hadn't snowed yet, but now was the perfect time since it had been so cold. Unfortunately, that's what the weather decided to do. The clouds were a dark purple, turning the sky darker as if night was falling even though it was only 10am.
Ezekiel had just gone to the store for a few things, his arms full of groceries and his truck waiting at the other end of the parking lot. He started to jog, worried he wouldn't make it home in time before it snowed. It had rained slightly the night before, so there had been thin patches of black ice on the ground which made him nervous enough. He nearly slipped five different times on his way to his truck. He threw his groceries in the back and started up the engine. It sputtered and spit. The cold was making it act up.
"Come on, Bess. Don't do me like this girl" he turned his key over and over until finally it started chugging loudly. "Thank you" he sighed.
The drive home was long, he lived a little ways out in a town that was mostly farmland and mountain forest. Population was about 23 despite it being fairly big because everyone owned their own long plot of land. So Ezekiel was more in a hurry than ever knowing it would take a while. He was speeding ever so slightly when he almost crashed into a deer and veered off the road slightly.
Ch ch ch ch the engine spluttered. Ezekiel screamed into his truck horn, making it go off. After some time the truck started again and back he was on the road. He made it home just in time before the snow started to sprinkle it's way down. He locked himself inside, put away his groceries, and sat in front of his window.
He watched on in dismay as the snow grew thicker and came down harder and faster. He turned to his fireplace and threw a match into the already placed wood stacks. A small black cat with a red bell collar came jingling up, a little rumble in it's throat as it jumped next to Ezekiel and rested down in a bread loaf position.
"Hey, Elijah. You don't like snowstorms either, huh?" he pet the little cat's head as he stared into the flames of the roaring fire.
He didn't like snowstorms for many reasons. It was too cold, Ezekiel preferred warmth over all else which is why he always stocked up on firewood no matter the season, just in case with this crazy New England weather. Out here, it was easy for snow to pile onto your doorstep and block you in, which is why Ezekiel had done a massive amount of grocery shopping ahead of time, not knowing when the weather would let him leave his house again. Plus, when you're out here in the middle of east jesus nowhere, if something happens to you in this storm, you have no one to come help you. Roads are filled and blocked, cell towers have patchy connections, and your neighbors are a footballs field away across the farmland.
Ezekiel tried sending a text through to his friend Michael.
"Movie night cancelled, let Jasper know, snow's coming in strong and I don't want you guys to get hurt on the roads".
Suddenly there was the sound of the door opening. Ezekiel reached for his long sword and jumped up to face the intruder.
"We came anyways" Jasper and Michael were standing in the doorway.
"Yeah if we're gonna be stuck in a snowstorm, better do it with the guy who has a nuclear panic bunker in his basement" Jasper nudged his friend. Michael held out some horror movie DVDs.
"So... Insidious marathon?" he said sheepishly.
"I'll make some of my fresh picked air popped popcorn" Ezekiel said with a heavy breath, "I almost killed you guys, bee tee dubs" he called from the kitchen he was walking into.
The snow outside came down like an apocalypse. He hated snowstorms and he wished he'd never have to deal with them again, but at least this time he had some friends to make it less miserable.
"How long do you guys plan on staying exactly?" Ezekiel asked, bringing out a bowl of super hot super buttery popcorn.
"Well, when the storm ends we can shovel our way out and while we're at it do your driveway and unbury your truck" Michael said, plopping down on the couch and wrapping an arm around Ezekiel and Jasper on either side of him.
Jasper snatched the popcorn bowl and started digging in, making little happy chitter noises as he went.
"I'll attach the plow I have in my car to your truck and try and clear the roads" he said with a mouthful.
"Little kindnesses" Ezekiel said with a smile. "You guys need to come by every snowstorm, it's so miserable here when it happens. What if one day I just, like, die out here and no one can save me because of the snow" he shuttered.
"We wouldn't let that happen" Michael said.
"Yeah you do too much weird and creepy stuff, I am like legally obligated to check up on you 24/7 to make sure you're not dead, and then fly my booty over here to come save YOUR booty" Jasper laughed.
Ezekiel smiled. He was so grateful in this moment. The snow outside raged like a war and it piled so high you couldn't see out of any of the windows. The storm was a massive worry across the state, people were preparing for the worst. Normally Ezekiel would be puttering around with his experiments in a depressive state, but with his friends by his side this time, he felt a lot better.
Although if you were to go up and ask him, his answer would still be the same.
"I would pay to never see a snowflake ever again".
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