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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

[divasterous]

I think "cute" is a matter of taste, but I love him.

[dontworry]

Do you love a lot of people?

[divasterous]

. . .

[looks very startled by that question, taken aback]

I'm. I wouldn't say so?

[dontworry]

I'm just curious. It's kind of a heavy word I think...

[divasterous]

. . . I think it can be, depending on the context.

I've said it in a serious way to three people in my whole life and felt it for four, so.

[dontworry]

That seems like a lot to me...

[ seems kind of thoughtful ]

[divasterous]

. . .

[seems a bit anxious for a moment, then frowns. then he shakes his head, firm]

Maybe? I don't think loving and being loved by people is a bad thing at all.

[dontworry]

Oh... no, I wasn't saying that. I just...

[ quiets for a moment. and waves a hand. ]

Didn't mean to say anything was wrong with it. You seem happy.

[divasterous]

Mmm, but what, though?

[dontworry]

Nothing... it's just not something I'm used to. That's all.

[divasterous]

Sorry.

[dontworry]

What for?

[divasterous]

Well . . . nobody likes being lonely.

[dontworry]

... ah.

I mean. Uh. No, but... Listen, I'm fine? It's fine. I'm getting laid here and I have a wonderful forgiving patient girlfriend back home. I'm good.

[divasterous]

[flustered]

I wasn't. I wasn't pitying you or anything.

[dontworry]

[ shhhrugs weakly ]

I didn't know what else to say. It's just hard to imagine, like. Feeling that... strong. I guess.

[divasterous]

I understand that.

[dontworry]

Yeah.

... but it's fine. For real.