“We’ll see what ends up happening. It could be a mix of both as well. One day I could end up disliking you for it and the next time I could end up thanking you. We can only guess what could end up happening. Hiking? No. I’m not against it. I’m fine with doing that. As long as it’s not rock climbing and I don’t have to look down, then we’ll be good.” Looking at the mistletoe in her hands, he took it from her and looked around, trying to find a spot on where he could put it. “Just make sure you don’t consume it somehow. I don’t want you to end up getting poisoned.” He hummed and walked over to the kitchen, placing it up on the doorway. “Is this a good place?” He asked, turning to look at her.
“I guess you can say I’m used to having no in-betweens. The idea that people will either love me or hate me to be honest, so, I suppose all that we can really do is wait and see how it turns out.” she agreed with the statement. “Okay, so, no big outdoorsy walls then?” Ali questioned in regards to the hiking thing she’d mentioned. The woman heard his warning about consuming the mistletoe and arched an eyebrow. “Now I feel like I’ve just got to ask... Why would I eventually consume mistletoe? Unless it’s used to brew tea or has some kind of culinary purpose, I don’t see me eating or drinking something like it, no.” she shook her head and watched as he positioned the branch, analyzing it as he asked for her opinion. “I think it needs to go a little more to the right.” she pointed out.









