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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]

[nice and easy, enjoying the moment. it's nice to know kissing is still on the table]

[thismightaswellhappen]

[it really is. she's smiling when she pulls away]

...hi.

[coldhand]

Hey. Good to have you back.

[thismightaswellhappen]

Thanks. What'd I miss?

[coldhand]

Nothing too important.

[hands on he back]

[thismightaswellhappen]

Yeah? Pretty smooth sailing?

[coldhand]

Smooth enough. Smooth as ever.

[thismightaswellhappen]

Well, at least I don't have to do any catching up.

[coldhand]

Nah. You're good.

[thismightaswellhappen]

Okay. Then... now what?

[coldhand]

Date night?

[thismightaswellhappen]

...didn't you suggest something about a picnic?

[coldhand]

I seem to remember something about that, yeah.

[thismightaswellhappen]

I'm not sure snow and palm trees is exactly perfect picnic weather, but it has the advantage of novelty.

[coldhand]

Anything's picnic weather if you're willing to go out in it.

[thismightaswellhappen]

I think the rest stop has some of those tarp blankets.

[coldhand]

Then we'll pick one up. Make sure you keep nice and dry.

[thismightaswellhappen]

What do you want to do about food?

[coldhand]

How fancy are you feeling? Could always grab some takeout.

[thismightaswellhappen]

Takeout sounds good.

[coldhand]

Takeout it is then. Real traditional.

[thismightaswellhappen]

Can we pick up some cider?

[coldhand]

Now that sounds like a plan.

[thismightaswellhappen]

Okay, let's go.

[coldhand]

[slipping her arm around Dana's shoulders as they head off]