[Deep breath. Not that the paranoid talk isn't sexy, but she just reworked the nerve to actually try kissing, of her own volition BUT DAMNED IF SHE'LL ADMIT TO IT. So. In your space, kissing. Again.]
Well, really I meant individual mistletoe... stuff. Like, okay, it happens for one month in summer and one month in winter, but I don't feel like I have to kiss you right now.
[After this, quietly trying to sneak back into her cabin; it's really fairly early in the morning at this point. Also: her hair is littered with sticks and leaves and her clothes are rumpled and dirty]
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I wonder why that is...
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Evil, malicious, mysterious ways.
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[KER-HOMPHED]
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See? Now you're catching on!
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*and poking at the mistletoe*
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Yes. Yes I am.
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Excuse me! Guys! Maybe we can focus here?
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... Katara?
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Shhhhh!
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