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"hmm, i think my phone said it was supposed to snow today?" salvia grumbled under her breath, shifting underneath her blankets. her apartment was cold, always was sorta cold. she didn't mind it, honestly, but the winter brought in things like snow and weird lights that kept her up until 4 in the morning. despite that, though… it was nice. the snow was something new to her after inhabiting the host's body, since she had invaded during the summertime. salvia's host seemed to have an inclination towards the winter months, and so salvia herself had a bit of knowledge on what said season entailed. the host also wasn't someone who celebrated the holidays, but they did like the lights and everything else. it seems like the religious factor was lost a long, long time ago, which salvia couldn't blame the host for not being a fan of. maybe she could find some nondescript winter decorations in the apartment somewhere? who knows. it was 7 a.m., which meant time to get up and get ready to work