Ball - [s8e9] Snow

"This is actually tolerable," she said, handing him a cup of lukewarm blue punch. "Usually these things feel like a neon migraine."

Elias realized then that perfection was overrated. The DJ had fallen, the schedule was ruined, and he hadn't danced a single step. But as he walked Maya to her car under a sky that was finally starting to drop real snowflakes, he knew he wouldn't change a single second of the storm. If you'd like to of the story, I can: Shift the genre to mystery or fantasy . [S8E9] Snow Ball

They spent the rest of the night tucked behind a cardboard polar bear, talking about everything except school. As the final track faded out and the janitors started rolling up the white carpet, the gym lights flickered on. The artificial snow was everywhere—in their hair, stuck to their shoes, and coating the floor like a messy, beautiful dream. "This is actually tolerable," she said, handing him