#birdmarter

He hadn’t planned to go home during the break. And while his mother would love to have him around during the holidays - their family a pretty tight bunch with one another - she’d have to live with him not being there this one time. He doesn’t really have the best reasons for staying - and normally he’d be happy to go home and spend time with his family, but he just hadn’t reached out and made the arrangements to fly home. He might later on, for new years eve - but he’s fine right here at the moment. Especially with his favorite girl walking right next to him through the big corridors of the campus. Which seems to be decorated brightly with lights and other Christmas ornaments. She’d been one of the reasons he hadn’t gone home. “Alright, what do you wanna do? We got the whole school to ourselves.” He mutters. His features growing cheeky as he stares down at her.  Not really noticing he’s stopping right under a mistletoe.