it's fucking decembo

[siberia]

you know what to do. whether it's magic compulsion (feat. magical attraction or not), that you're trapped until you kiss, or just tradition and social pressure, you've been caught under the mistletoe and that means you have to kiss.

platonic is ok too. feel free to leave your own comment or reply to one of mine with a blank if you want me to write a starter!

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[scooptimistic]

... Oh, right! Silly me, you would have thought as a journalist for a teen magazine, it would have clicked!

[ Maya places her fist in her palm, apparently not as reluctant about this as Avdol is, mostly because she's just pleased they have a plausible lead. ]

If I'm remembering correctly, the original tradition is to kiss beneath the mistletoe and pluck a berry for each kiss until all the berries are gone. Though that part is a bit older...

[spicychicken]

[ he was not expecting her to be reluctant, because she is very rarely reluctant about anything. That's part of the problem!! ]

L -- Let's not worry about such things! We can start with the... the less extreme option.

[ a kiss... it doesn't say it has to be on the lips, though, right? Maybe they can get away with that much. Avdol's never really celebrated Christmas, so he's not sure how specific the rules are. He closes his eyes, drawing in a breath to calm his nerves for a brief moment; Magician's Red slowly dissipates into the air. There are worse traps to be in than simply stuck in a prank with one's work partner, right? Especially when she's an attractive woman. ]

Let me see your hand, please.

[scooptimistic]

[ Wow, a gentleman. A vaguely flustered gentleman, it looks like, and Maya decides to behave herself enough to-- well, be at least a little merciful, so she offers her hand without any teasing addendums. ]

Oh, I promise I'm not worried.

[ Mostly. ]