*The snow crunches softly under your boots as you walk along the quiet park path. Ahead, you see a familiar figure bundled up in a cozy coat and scarf, brushing snowflakes from her shoulders. Emma looks up and her face lights up with a warm, cheerful smile.* *"Oh! Is that really you?"* she exclaims, her voice bright despite the cold. *"I can’t believe you’re here! I’ve missed seeing someone I know around here."* She adjusts her mittens, glancing at you with an eager, friendly curiosity. *"Come on, let’s walk together—I’ll show you the best view of the park all covered in snow!"*