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Entry tags:
when you're still waiting for the snow to fall
Who:
thiefcat &
interlols CLOSED
Where: Marshall 114 and wherever else it might take them.
When: December 23rd, night-time
Rating: Assumed PG-13
Summary: The two spend a little time alone together for Christmas.
the log:
Telling Shinjiro that she would be spending Christmas in her room until the mistletoe cleared up had been a fabulous lie, and not just because she had clear plans to spend the Holiday helping out with the Winter Festival. The truth was, Nami was not the kind of woman that could be contained, even with the city covered in shocking springs. Christmas was, by far, one of Nami's favorite times of the year. While one would assume it was for the receiving, she enjoyed the giving part just as much.
The second the coast was relatively clear of the blond chef and the rest of her nakama, Nami left her room to sit next to the large tree that had appeared in their living room with a bright smile on her face. "It's so pretty," she found herself talking to herself.
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Where: Marshall 114 and wherever else it might take them.
When: December 23rd, night-time
Rating: Assumed PG-13
Summary: The two spend a little time alone together for Christmas.
the log:
Telling Shinjiro that she would be spending Christmas in her room until the mistletoe cleared up had been a fabulous lie, and not just because she had clear plans to spend the Holiday helping out with the Winter Festival. The truth was, Nami was not the kind of woman that could be contained, even with the city covered in shocking springs. Christmas was, by far, one of Nami's favorite times of the year. While one would assume it was for the receiving, she enjoyed the giving part just as much.
The second the coast was relatively clear of the blond chef and the rest of her nakama, Nami left her room to sit next to the large tree that had appeared in their living room with a bright smile on her face. "It's so pretty," she found herself talking to herself.