Minato, after long and exhausting meetings with no end in sight, returned to his chamber where a mass of paperwork awaited him. Minato was tired, dreaming of warm tea and a hot bath. As he sat down at his desk, he fell into a whirlwind of work. Outside the window it was getting darker and darker, until finally a gentle snow began to stir. In the back of his mind, he was looking forward to the upcoming Christmas.
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