Stress-relief

 

Jason very quickly grew to love Calvin's antics with his snowmen.

One day, he had been walking along the path along the top of a hill behind the science building when he glimpsed his friend at the base, making several small snowmen scattered about in a tight clump, none any taller than his knees. Surveying his work with a nod, he turned and carried a laundry basket up the hill, lips moving the entire time. When he came in earshot of Jason, he heard, "...and the students, walking along without any real cares, never knew what was waiting for them. But today, they'd find out." Calvin climbed into the basket, knees and elbows as jagged lines, and he slid down the hill with a monstrous roar, smashing through the centre of his snowmen, his outspread arms catching the rest his makeshift sled had missed.

Then, he got out with a smirk, made an unheard comment to an unseen constant companion, and set to work rebuilding his miniature snowmen, then climbed the hill again. This time, he turned to Jason and smiled, saying, "You should try it sometime. Relieves stress." And down he went again.

Calvin had been correct: very stress-relieving.

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