20151223 Mir shooting 冰雪星动力 (빙설성동력)
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"Wow. That's. . . a lot of mistletoe!"
"Ha! Now you HAVE to kiss me!"
"I'm not kissing you. I don't care if it's tradition."
"Look, it's just a dumb tradition. You don't have to kiss me."
"It looks like we're snowed in for the night."
"Are you sure you're warm enough?"
"You're shivering."
"Do you wanna share a bed? Uh-- for warmth?
"That's all you're wearing?"
"You'll need more than a (insert an article of clothing) if you're going outside."
"C'mere. Let's get you warmed up."
"Kinda cozy, don't you think?"
"Sit by the fire for a bit. That might help."
"Don't lie to me, I see you shivering."
"Is that frostbite?"
"Holy shit, you're freezing!"
"Did you get me anything?"
"So. . .I got you a gift."
"Do you like your gift?"
"Bah-fucking-humbug."
"This is why I hate the holidays."
"I can't stand all this snow."
"We're going to freeze out here if we don't find shelter soon."
"You're not spending the holidays alone this year."
"Don't worry. I'm used to being alone for the holidays."
"Watch it, or you'll end up with snow down your pants."
“When it rains look for rainbow, when it’s dark look for stars.”
Clicking her tongue softly, thought not surprised she still wanted to show him how much she appreciated the fact that he still remained in her life. By her side. That's not something she couldn't on from anyone but he managed to do so just be the goodness of his heart. "Stopping to get us something to eat, would you like anything special?" a quick change of the subject she already planned on picking up a present.
“ Food? Ahh.. You know I never say no. Bring me my queens favourite food! I want to eat what she likes best “ He answered quickly as he remained occupied stuffing some of his clothing into a bag and making sure he remembered everything so not to be a burden and cause the ‘kidnapping’ to be cut short. Especially not with someone he held dear despite the past years where they had barely any contact due to busy schedules.
id like to thank dogs for existing
if your muse has trust & abandonment issues clap your hands
The worst thing is that they aren’t even nightmares they’re memories.