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. ;)

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[opprobrium]

[ He rolled his eyes some, finally coming back, looking down at her.]

Yeah, well you inspire me. Sue me. I want you to think about the fact you didn't want me fucking around with other people. I found out about your boyfriend before I saw you. Kind of a kick in the face.

[reallywicked]

[Double standards were the name of the game for Faye. Even if she doesn't remember it, she did this same thing to guys on the other side of the Veil, insisting that she be their only action while she did whatever she pleased.

The fact that she's not even sleeping with Jordan? That her entire relationship with him is complete bullshit makes this all the more frustrating and complicated.]

Did I hurt your precious feelings, Sebastian? [She says, falling back on taunting anger to avoid letting him catch on to what's actually going on with Jordan.]

[opprobrium]

Hurt my feelings? Please, that would mean you had power over me. Inspiring is one thing but you will never be more than a nice pair of legs to me.

[ It came off a bit chilly, as he sat his drink down.]

You're cool enough on your own, that hasn't changed. But us sleeping together, yeah that's over and done.

[reallywicked]

[She gives a small shrug of one shoulder.]

Your loss.

[And this time, she'll be the one to turn to leave.]