♕ |[75]| Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?

[had_not_lived]

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[Neil is in high spirits this afternoon as he braves the weather and the curses, heading in for his shift at the bookstore. His cheeks are flushed from cold even before the first time someone catches him under a wily sprig of waxy berries, and really, it's easy enough to laugh it off in the name of holiday cheer and common City

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[had_not_lived]

then why aren't you here with me?

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[had_not_lived]

no, i'm asking you to spend the whole day kissing me

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[orangetoughguy]

[Enter one Mr. Orange, he's coming into the store because someone sent him on a run for a book, except no he's Christmas shopping but he'll never say so, just because.]

Hey.

[A nod to that kid.] Where's uh...the gardening and plants stuff?

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[had_not_lived]

Gardening?

[He looks up from his book, and then up,checking the ceiling just in case. All clear on the mistletoe front- for now- so Neil steps from behind the counter to lead the way over to the likeliest part of the stacks.]

I'm sure we have something...

[sitaronthewater]

[Demyx is wandering around, as he always is on these days. He spots Neil, though, and goes over to say hello.] Hey.

[had_not_lived]

[He pauses in his tracks as Demyx calls out to him.] Oh, hello.

[sitaronthewater]

How're you doing?