Considering current events, I'd just like to make a quick PSA encouraging everyone to invest in some breath mints if they're going to be out and about. Because some people really need it. That's all.
So I was thinking. Given our little living arrangement and my desire for a serious lack of awkward. Could we maybe adopt a ten feet rule until this crazy dies down?
[A tight smile touching Rose's lips. She's only encountered the mistletoe twice thus far and with each incident, it had been a very different experience. One quick and aggressive, the other slow and tentative and yet it was the latter that she had trouble forgetting about, though she'd be hard pressed to ever admit that. Ever.]
So do you like, do, Christmas?
[Yes, subject changes were excellent ways to stop thinking about things she didn't want to think about.]
I mean, as house-mates, are we going to do the whole tree and food and presents thing? Cause I don't mind, I just... Well I probably wouldn't be much help.
I like Christmas. I don't go overboard, but yeah, if you don't mind, I might decorate some. A small tree. Back home, I never have the time to do those kinds of things. I think I'd like to take the opportunity to enjoy it while I'm here, whatever that's worth.
Yeah? I mean, it means different things to different people. My family has always been big on togetherness around that time, or they were until I moved away to St. Louis.
No, no, no Christmas dinner. I don't think I could make one on my own, and crashing someone else's sounds weird. Chinese food is a tradition on Christmas for some people, since they're usually the only places that are open.
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[Nope. Does not even know what Mistletoe is. She had a strange childhood, clearly.]
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Mistletoe, by the way.
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Have you never seen it before?
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[Not that she was opposed to kissing as a rule but the whole, drive by tongue-fest was a little awkward she had to admit.]
Nope. I mean I guess it might be around I just haven't really done Christmas before. Not properly or anything.
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[Danger, danger! Sharing personal stuff imminent. Abort!]
It's just not a huge deal or anything.
[If you were Rose at least. A lot of other people got on the Christmas train but they had things like families to celebrate with.]
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Well. Normally if you see someone under the mistletoe, you're supposed to kiss them, but it's never, you know. Forced me to do it before.
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[Now she's just amused.]
Now I really can't believe I've never heard of it before. That sounds like the kind of Christmas thing people I know could get behind.
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Of course, people can take that to whatever extreme they want.
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[A tight smile touching Rose's lips. She's only encountered the mistletoe twice thus far and with each incident, it had been a very different experience. One quick and aggressive, the other slow and tentative and yet it was the latter that she had trouble forgetting about, though she'd be hard pressed to ever admit that. Ever.]
So do you like, do, Christmas?
[Yes, subject changes were excellent ways to stop thinking about things she didn't want to think about.]
I mean, as house-mates, are we going to do the whole tree and food and presents thing? Cause I don't mind, I just... Well I probably wouldn't be much help.
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We'll probably still order in for food.
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So... scratch almost every thought she just had RE Mistletoe encounters because welp. Connor and Rose. Nuff said.]I don't mind. I'm not anti Christmas or anything. It just always seemed kind of pointless to me.
[Those words rather telling.]
Oh thank god. Because really if you wanted to do the whole Christmas Dinner thing I was gonna suggest crashing somebody else's thing.
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Oh god it was so unexpected.]Yeah? I mean, it means different things to different people. My family has always been big on togetherness around that time, or they were until I moved away to St. Louis.
No, no, no Christmas dinner. I don't think I could make one on my own, and crashing someone else's sounds weird. Chinese food is a tradition on Christmas for some people, since they're usually the only places that are open.
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Mine... [So many ways to explain this but instead Rose smiles, nods and simply says;] Weren't.
Chinese works for me though. I'll even pay. Call it my Christmas gift to you... You can clean up and then we're even.
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See you when you get home? Or... How about I just leave half a pizza in your room and we'll touch base in person post horny greenery.
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