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Dated December 13, 2011:
"So," Kurt exhaled, crossing his arms with admittedly piqued curiosity. Not that he was all too keen to lend his lips on every occasion, but Puck was a friend, and the mistletoe probably required no more than a peck. Kurt was pretty sure he could be fine with that. Puck was another story. "Let me guess. We play the waiting game until some pretty girl walks closely enough for you to try and earn a peck on the lips?"
A friendly shopping trip suddenly becomes a bit more awkward.
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"So," Kurt exhaled, crossing his arms with admittedly piqued curiosity. Not that he was all too keen to lend his lips on every occasion, but Puck was a friend, and the mistletoe probably required no more than a peck. Kurt was pretty sure he could be fine with that. Puck was another story. "Let me guess. We play the waiting game until some pretty girl walks closely enough for you to try and earn a peck on the lips?"
A friendly shopping trip suddenly becomes a bit more awkward.
[ HERE | Ongoing | PG ]