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100 Word Photo-Based Writing Prompt

Snowy sobbed into his icy hands, the warmth of his tears creating divots in his fingers. Soon they'd just melt off, he realized, so he sniffled and tried to pull himself together. It had taken him longer than it should have to realize there'd been a heater in the bar, expediting his seasonal demise. "What kind of snowman goes speed-dating?" Snowy thought, chastising himself as he vividly remembered the embarrassment of his name tag melting off. He could never provide the warmth a woman needed. What was he thinking? Snowy lifted his head and screamed silently into the chilled wind.