Fourth Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

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Jack Frost had some very important business to attend to this weekend. It was, after all, two days before Easter. And, even though he was pretty certain he'd be strung up by an irate seven-foot rabbit if he so much as thought about causing a blizzard somewhere on Easter Sunday, he just couldn't pass up the opportunity to cause some measure of mischief for Bunnymund this year.

And that was why Jack was in the fourth floor common room this evening, perched up on the arm of the couch where it was less likely any nonbelievers would try to take a seat in him, casually flipping through an atlas and humming thoughtfully to himself. Canada or Russia would be the easy options, of course. But if he really wanted to annoy the rabbit, he'd have to pick someplace that was good and unlikely.

"Maybe a little bit of Easter snow in..." He opened the book and pointed at a page at random. "Miami?"

Oh, it was tempting.

[Open! At least until glacial_witch arrives at my door safe and sound!]