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[zombiefree]

[Wichita is wandering around the city, because of reasons. She's learning her way around the city, trying to catch the vibe of it, as much as she can anyway. Because all cities have a vibe, she's learned this much from roadtripping most of her life, and it usually just takes a bit of exploring to get into said vibe and adapt to it. This city? It

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[orangetoughguy]

Are you some kinda movie star?

[Freddy asks, coming out right behind her. No judging on the shoplifting. He always hated answering petty theft calls.]

[zombiefree]

Gah! [No, she hadn't realized she was being followed. She sighs when she realizes it's someone she actually knows, resists the urge to flip him off. Stealing things didn't make her nervous anymore, but being followed definitely did.]

Maybe I am. Why? The shades? Too much?

[orangetoughguy]

[He talks with his hands a lot. Orange is gesturing to those shades.]

They need to be bigger. This is more Boys of Summer Don Henley riding down PCH cool.

[zombiefree]

[That makes her laugh, and she stops at the edge of the awning to this shop, not wanting to venture into the snow until she has to.]

Maybe that's what I was going for. [Her hands are stuffed in her pockets, and she turns to squint through her new shades at her new wandering buddy.]

So, wanna make out? [Suddenly, mistletoe.]

[orangetoughguy]

[Uh. Look at this look on his dumbfounded face.]

Okay.

[Still dumbfounded. Until he reaches out to pull Wichita in for dippy dip smothering kiss under that mistletoe.]

[zombiefree]

[How charming~ Wichita likes being dipped, and her hands hold tight onto his shoulders as she kisses him back. She's all kinds of into it; tilting her head on cue, finding the perfect amount of pressure for her teeth to sink into his lip and tug a bit. Little things that make kisses fun. For her, anyway.]