Oh ho, the mistletoe, hung where you can see~

[succubestie]

♬ Have a Holly Jolly Christmas - Burl Ives

WHO || Bo and Andrew Dennis-Gatewood and literally everyone else.
WHAT || Bo and Andrew got married. It's Christmas. Let's get drunk and be merry. :D
WHERE || Castle Ballroom, London
WHEN || Christmas Eve - Late Evening
HOW || Whatever's clever. Probably spammy.

To make up for the fact that a certain couple eloped the night before the Battle for Andres, Bo and Andrew decided to make sure to have a party that would certainly make up for it. There's decorations galore, including a massive Christmas Tree with plenty of room for presents in case anyone wants to exchange gifts mid-party, plenty of tasty snacks to pick at, and more booze than can probably be consumed by the people in attendance, though no doubt they'll certainly try.

Oh, and there's mistletoe everywhere. A certain succubus wouldn't be happy if there wasn't plenty of kissing going on.

Try not to have too much fun, though. You wouldn't want to be too hungover on Christmas morning, would you? Or you could just do what Bo and Andrew are going to do and sleep in til noon. ;)

Comments

[badexample]

[He ducks his gaze, blushing a little at her words.]

She's so fucking hot, isn't she? [He's just so over the moon for Bo. It's gross.] But yeah- definitely, get shit faced. I'll even make sure someone carries you back to your room if you pass out or something.

[such a bro]

[theshameofcain]

She is very hot. I'm almost jealous. [She chuckles.] Aww. You're such a big softie, Professor. [she gives him a light punch on the arm.] I can see why she's so into you.

[badexample]

[He gives a shrug.] Yeah, yeah. Don't let that out in the open. I've still got equipment orientations to run. Need people to at least wonder if I'm a hard ass.

[theshameofcain]

No one is wondering that, sweetie. [perfectly honest.]

[badexample]

Ouch. [He laughs, though. He knows.] I could be mean if I wanted, you know. I'm really intimidating in text. Creative cursing is sort of a specialty.

[theshameofcain]

Well, obviously, you need to start making it a habit of sending out really hateful memos. When people are pissing themselves every time they see your email address, I'll take it back.

[badexample]

I'll get right on that. [He says with a snort.] So what have you been up to lately? Did I see someone throwing plants at you earlier?

[theshameofcain]

[and bambi's will save was abysmal so she turns red.] Yeah, that was... Taradiddle. She thinks mistletoe bombs are more effective than just standing under it. [she pauses to down her drink.] 'Course she was also throwing holly at me, but...

[badexample]

So is she your..?

[theshameofcain]

[well she got a nat twenty wisdom check, hilariously, so her eyes go wide.] No! I mean... we're friends. Who had sex once. And I'm not gonna say no to a kiss or two- I'd rather it be in a more private setting than this, because... ew PDA. But relationships... Labels... Ehhhh. [She shrugs, helplessly.]

[badexample]

Wasn't really my thing for awhile either. [He says with a sheepish smile.] Might not ever be yours. But... I mean maybe it could. Happy for you, either way.

[theshameofcain]

You're adorable. [She pats him on the arm.] Now go kiss your bride, so we can all be disgusted, yet secretly enamored that true love is real.

[badexample]

Have fun, alright? [And he heads off to go find Bo to make out with her, as ordered.]