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[and there was no mistletoe around this time. it's still strange. still something he needs to adjust himself to. there's arms around his shoulders, hanging at his collar, and he doesn't move to untangle her. even though he had thought himself done, and the game over, there was still a long road ahead of him. he didn't want to say that he wasn't scared. he was terrified. there were people who liked him, who wanted to spend time with him, but in the end he had betrayed others like them not for his own selfishness, but because he couldn't bear the thought of being the one to hurt them.]

And if you don't, you can sit on me.

[as for her problems, she's made a very powerful ally.]