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

[succubestie]

You look beautiful.

[Let the lady handle this okay. If you ever say she looks like a house, no sex for a whole...

...yeah who are we kidding.]

Well, you could always go into the city, right? No reason you have to be holed up here the whole time.

[graveflowers]

[ she preens at bo's compliment, even as she answers. ]

I could, I do, but it's not the same. I miss missions and shooting things. God, I miss shooting things.

[badexample]

[Andrew snorts at that comment about shooting stuff.]

You use a bow, thought, right? I mean you can still do target practice with that, can't you?

[graveflowers]

Yeah, but it's not the... [ as her gaze drifts off she spots helen and des tonguing and her mouth falls open like what. what is happening. what the fuck is going on. ]

Um. It's not the same.

[succubestie]

[Bo follows her gaze before she looks extremely proud of herself.]

I knew mistletoe would be the best idea.

[badexample]

[With both girls looking, Andrew can't help but glance over and raise both eyebrows.]

Didn't really take Helen for the public display type. Who's the guy?

[graveflowers]

Desmond D. Descant. Private investigator. He doesn't go here. And he has a boyfriend. Sllllllllllut.

[succubestie]

[Bo laughs.]

She says to the couple who regularly adds an extra into their bed for fun, among other reasons.

[Food. She means food.]

I prefer enlightened over slut.

[graveflowers]

I never said it was a bad thing. I'm a slut. Unwillingly reformed.

[ being pregnant and alone sucks. ]

[badexample]

And... There they go. [Andrew says as Helen leads Des out of the ballroom.] guess she's having a Merry Christmas.

[succubestie]

Well, maybe we can fix that, once you're feeling a little better.

[Casually throwing out invitations to whoever.]

Good for them.

[graveflowers]

[ /preens happily at bo, ignores des and helen's tryst. w/e pretty girl is insinuating things! that's way more important! ]

[badexample]

[Andrew catches on and turns back to the two ladies.]

Wait you mean-? [He looks at Vi and gives his standard dopey sort of grin.] Yeah, sure. I mean if you're interested.

[Uh Vi is hot. He's not mad about it.]

[graveflowers]

I am so down. When I deflate.