A Snow Spar

Crunching sounds surrounded Riffel as he trudged through the snow. Why had he come all the way here again? Maybe it was the next stop that he was supposed to get off of. He sighed, well this wasn't the first time that he had ridden to the wrong stop. Just where was he now anyway? He clicked his tongue hoping to see the outlines of at least a house but was met with a hazy outline of the thick snow. At least he had his jacket this time though...He continued to walk mindlessly as if he knew where he was going. Ah he almost forgot! He looked down at his Ipod and turned it on shuffle. Riffel fastened his headphones around his ears and let the music take his thoughts away. He shuffled his feet in the snow awkwardly as if he was trying to dance as he walked. Since there was no one around it should be alright. However, his feet were starting to get cold.