[Steph's mantra for the day is, if I walk fast enough, I won't have to kiss anyone. She's been repeating it to herself all day and she's already kissed like, three people, but that doesn't mean she's going to give up hope, okay? Hope is like, her thing.
She's hoping so hard that she doesn't even realize when she bumps into Texas. It is only batreflexes that save Texas from Steph's coffee, which is kind of lukewarm now, but you know, still potentially stain-y.]
Oh, crap. I totally didn't—crap.
[Please don't be mistletoe cropping up above them. Please don't be mistletoe cropping up above them. Please don't be—]
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She's hoping so hard that she doesn't even realize when she bumps into Texas. It is only batreflexes that save Texas from Steph's coffee, which is kind of lukewarm now, but you know, still potentially stain-y.]
Oh, crap. I totally didn't—crap.
[Please don't be mistletoe cropping up above them. Please don't be mistletoe cropping up above them. Please don't be—]
It's mistletoe.