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[turnonmycharm]

WHAT Christmas in July
WHERE Every-fucking-where
WHEN Day 141 & 142

[IT'S THAT TIME OF YEAR. It's . . . well, time doesn't really work well here anyway, but it's been 'a while' since the last 'festive activities' so that's what's happening, right here, right now.

It's still warm enough for shorts and t-shirts, but there's also big fat snowflakes falling from the sunny sky, making piles of it that are pleasantly cool and don't seem to melt. Skating rinks! Palm trees and cacti decorated with pretty sparkly lights! Do we even have those? We do today.

Besides that, you can do whatever you want to, to get into the #mood:

• Mistletoe? Mistletoe for kissing, for cuddling, for whatever?
  
• Mysterious gifts with your name on them that turn out to be a long-lost item from your childhood?
  
• Blankets that you get trapped under until someone joins you in there to cuddle?
  
• [insert your fun here]
  

Comments

[coldhand]

[Looking up at this mistletoe.]

Pretty sure it hasn't been a year...

[thismightaswellhappen]

[muttering, grumpy]

Time is an illusion. Or whatever.

[coldhand]

Seems like it is.

[thismightaswellhappen]

[looks up at the mistletoe and sighs]

I was working up to this. I don't see why parasitic plant compulsions had to be involved.

[coldhand]

We don't have to... [or maybe they do. toss up]

[thismightaswellhappen]

[orrrr maybe they do!!]

Are you sure about that?

[coldhand]

I'm not sure about anything.

[thismightaswellhappen]

[mouth quirk]

I'm sure coercive effects piss me off.

[she glances down before continuing]

But I'm also sure I'd kiss you without the gimmick.

[coldhand]

You mean you haven't completely lost interest after all those years?

[thismightaswellhappen]

Was that a concern?

[coldhand]

I wouldn't blame you if it happened. That's a long time.

[thismightaswellhappen]

Well, it didn't.

[coldhand]

That's good to know.

[divasterous]

Is this a yearly thing?

[oblivious]

[coldhand]

Usually it's a Christmas thing. Which explains the snow.

[divasterous]

Oh, that. I guess.

[he looks up at it. he seems . . . a little out of it today? maybe. if she's looking for subtle differences.]

[coldhand]

[all things considered, she usually is. it gets him a gentle poke in the ribs.

you know.

gentle]

You know the tradition?

[divasterous]

[he wrinkles his nose at her, a little flustered at the poke. w-what.]

Um—yeah. There was some . . . a few months back. It helped Mikk and I get together.

[coldhand]

[hm]

You needed help?

[divasterous]

. . . you have no idea. I was . . . a mess. I once told him I'd rather jump out a window than have an emotional attachment to someone.

[coldhand]

Awful dramatic, princess.

[she says that, but there's sympathy behind the flippant remark]

[divasterous]

I wasn't in a great headspace.

[coldhand]

Don't imagine.

So how's your headspace today?

[divasterous]

. . .

[he blinks at her]

I . . . it's been better, but I'm feeling fine. Why?

[coldhand]

It seemed like the thing to ask.