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(❆) FESTIVE AND ALL, LET’S ALL MAKE THE MOST OF IT, SHALL WE?
As she walked everywhere throughout the quaint room, and it had just dawned on her that she failed to notice the bright green plants hanging from the ceiling. It was quite childish and silly, but if it got others into a festive spirit, it couldn’t be that wicked, could it?
Now, who chose to hang these up everywhere in the first place?
It takes her a moment to notice the female beside her, who it seems she’s under the mistletoe with, and that does mean a kiss of some sort, which she can recall is a tradition of the sort. And it doesn’t take her long to remember what she has to do. With a giggle escaping her lips, she glances around.
The periwinkle haired girl leans closer to the other, pressing a gentle kiss to the latter’s cheek, before pulling back after a moment or so; “Lady Celica,” she smiles at her, doing a slight bow in praise to the noble, “I hope you and Lord Alm have a nice holiday together.”
