Caius Volturi;

[ Jane had been serving her shift for guardduty when her master approached her and     questioned about whatever he was     referring to. Holiday decorations areallowed as long as they’re descreet, and as  Jane looked up she discovered she hadbeen caught under the one she undeniably                             loathed ]

                                        “ Misletoe. I wouldn’t suggest                                                coming any closer or                                           else you’ll have to kiss me. “

▼ kissing them

♢ stabbing them

♞ shooting them

✖ punching them

➶ slapping them

☠ poisoning them

☎ hugging them

☂ picking them up

✗ bringing them alcohol

✣ bringing them food

☯ coming home late