James Hook

𝕵𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝕳𝖔𝖔𝖐 ;; ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ᴜɴᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛꜱ

he looked over to see james "nah i've not seen her. come again, i've not seen iridessa either. you might want to get on that, those two are nothing but trouble together. i still have bruises from when i was run down by that tiny goddamn car of iridessa's"

As he sat there pondering, he couldn't shake off the feeling of worry that had been gnawing at him for a while now. He was concerned about his wife's safety whenever she hung out with Iridessa. It always seemed like something went wrong when the two of them were together.

"Ugh, then forget them. I'm not wasting the rest of my life on chestnuts. Here-," she held her tray out to him- "Ho ho ho."

James frowned, he had no need for chestnuts, they were not delicious warm to begin with. "No, thank you, I'll have to reject your humble gift." He smiled. "How are you doing, however, Anastasia, I feel I haven't had the pleasure to get to know you yet?"

guido had made it home just in time for the holidays and it turned out that it was just as the towns festivities were kicking off. pulling up to the festive feast, guido walked into the town hall and looked around for some people he knew before opting to head to the bar. @happieststarters

"Hey Guido, have you seen my wife?" James asked, quite serious. "Fiancé I mean." He really had the habit of calling Tina his wife, even though they weren't married yet.

"Fucking hell--," she hissed under her breath, discarding yet another chestnut. "These are un-roastable and I literally no longer care." @happieststarters

"That's because they need more time - chestnuts take forever to roast." James pointed out the obvious.

“The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all round him. She had become a physical necessity.”