When the first snowflake fell, Jack had been as excited as a child. He’d never seen snow until he first came to earth on Time Agency business, and he never tired of it.
“Jack…” Ianto shouted as Jack bounded out of the house, eager to play in the snow that had fallen overnight.
Jack slammed the door behind him. “What?”
Ianto winced as all the snow cascaded off the roof in a miniature avalanche, right on top of Jack. He stood there, half buried in snow, looking like a poor attempt at a snowman.
“Don’t slam the door.”