OK. So I cheated. The prompt is ‘Euro Meltdown Fear’ and I’m supposed to do it like a journalist. I’ll probably get drummed out of the 100 Word Challenge for Grown-Ups Club for this entry. I’ll try and do a proper one soon.
The days were short and temperatures dropped like a stone. Despite the freezing temperatures, Matias played outside, swaddled in coats, gloves and scarves to shield him from the bitter blast. They built a wonderful man of snow and he was now sporting a bright scarlet scarf and standing proud outside of Matias’ bedroom window. Matias was ready for bed, his nose pressed against the window, checking that his creation was safe, tears streaming silently down his cheeks. Mother saw this and hugged him. ‘Yuuro will be fine’ she cooed. It is so cold, there is no Yuuro meltdown fear tonight.’