Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed novel Chapter 815

“That’s not—wait, why are you asking? Is this one of our annual lab performance metrics now? No way…”

Is snowball making some kind of required research skill these days?

Owen Reynolds: “Can you be serious for once? Stop messing around. I’m asking you something important, so quit joking.”

Stoddard just stared at him, baffled. “Seriously? Who up north doesn’t know how to make a snowball? Don’t tell me you can’t?”

Owen Reynolds: “…”

“You really don’t know how?”

“…”

“So what exactly do you want, then?” Stoddard folded his arms, waiting.

Owen Reynolds: “The snow outside’s piled up pretty deep.”

“And?”

“We go out, and you teach me how to make a snowball.”

Stoddard blinked, wondering if he’d heard wrong for the umpteenth time today.

You’ve got to be kidding.

No, really—this can’t be happening.

Owen Reynolds, the notorious workaholic and academic bloodhound, was actually trying to drag him out during work hours, just to… make snowballs?

“Owen, do I look like a snowball to you?”

Owen said nothing.

When he still didn’t move, Stoddard finally couldn’t help but laugh, half in disbelief. “You’re serious? You actually want to go outside and play?”

Owen Reynolds: “Yes. And show me how.”

He made it clear again.

Apparently, he really wanted to learn.

Stoddard eyed him for a couple of seconds, his expression growing oddly thoughtful, then suddenly—he got it.

Roseanne’s from the South, isn’t she? And southerners always make a fuss over the first snow…

“Alright,” Stoddard grinned, “I can show you. It’s easy, I won’t even charge. But—well, I’ve got two experiments to finish today, and I’m pressed for time. Sorry, pal, can’t help you. Maybe ask someone else—”

Owen Reynolds: “I’ll do them.”

Stoddard: “Wait, seriously?!”

Owen just gave him a look.