[ The redhead doesn't even have time to complain before she has William's legs splayed across her lap, which only proves to leaves her in a wordless stupor.
Mouth agape, she tilts back her head to stare at the mistletoe looming over them. ]
I think-- a higher power is demanding that we kiss, William! Why, it must be fate...
[ No, it's just an enchanted parasitic plant. But, details. ]
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Mouth agape, she tilts back her head to stare at the mistletoe looming over them. ]
I think-- a higher power is demanding that we kiss, William! Why, it must be fate...
[ No, it's just an enchanted parasitic plant. But, details. ]