Misplaced Lens Cap

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Keni
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Andulka

Kaledo Art
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Three Goblin Art

Love Begins

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“… I don’t, it was just a slip of the tongue— And anyway, I never say never. Maybe this year Father Christmas will sit me on his lap and magic a new car in his hands, let Rudolph eat a carrot out of my hand. That would be a pretty sick Christmas…”
“My god, you are so fuckin’ confusing. All you do is bitch about Christmas for hours on end whenever I come around and then you sit here and talk about reindeer and Christmas miracles. Worse than a woman if you ask me.”
“No, I just stole it from an old lady. You should’ve seen her, she looked so cool driving it but I thought it suited me the best,” Malesh rambled before letting out a short laugh. “Where do you want to go? There’s literally no limits.”
“I’m sure she was devastated.” They teased with a small smirk resting on their lips as they moved hair out of their face. “No limits? Then how about we see where the road takes us for the night. Just be warned, I know self defense and kick boxing and I’ll literally kick your ass if you try to kill me in my sleep.”
“Egos are never too big, unless you start to believe you can rule the world. I try, I try. I think I like Lennie, suits you. Lead the way, princess.”
“Tell that to everyone else around me, apparently there is such thing as a too big ego. Lennie? Sounds good, I’ll keep it in mind. Alright, it’s down a few blocks, not that far of a walk.”
“My mom and siblings in general are expensive. They always ask for things that I usually can never buy.”
“I know the feeling, I just order stuff online or throw some money their way so that they can get their own damn gifts.”
“Okay, you sound more irritated than I feel, which is saying a lot, so I’ll just shut up until you’ve downed at least half of those.”
“Thanks, you’re a saint,” they said with a small smile before bringing the first shot glass up to their lips and allowing the alcohol to burn it’s way down their throat.
“I’ve always been way to into Christmas, honestly.”
“Well that’s nice to know. Not many people like it these days.”
“Sorry, go ahead.”
“Sorry, been a stressful past few weeks. You want some? I’m up for sharing with you if you want any.”
“I’m not going to stop you from drinking, by all means go ahead. I understand how hard school can be.”
“Glad you understand, think the past few weeks have made me the most stressed in my life.”
“Look, I’m totally all up for conversation and all that, but I have a line up of shots right here and you’re distracting me. I’d much rather get these shots down before we finish talking since I’ve worked hard for this much needed break and I'd like to forget about the fact that I haven’t been able to brush the back of my head since I started law school and the kink in my neck that is killer.”
“I can’t believe my new baby’s home… Want to go for a ride?”
“That’s your car --- I -- yes. Yes?! Is that even a question?”
“And there goes the last of my money spent on buying gifts. Rest in peace to my bank account.”
“I haven’t even started, so it’s all good. I don’t think that my bank account is looking forward to the shopping I need to do. Not that many people to buy for but they’re all expensive fuckers.”
“—So the parlor may look like Christmas threw up on it. ‘Ole boss man told me to decorate and I think I went a little too far. Oops?”
“That’s -- wonderful. At least some people are in the holiday spirit.”
Ok, I love Christmas, but the fact I have to spent two days wwith my mother and her husband just make me wanna scream. Is this make me so bad person?
Don’t know, don’t care. Can’t find myself to feel bad for you because I have to deal with my father and his siblings over the holidays and I’m sure I could bet you all my savings that they’re worse.
‘ You know you’ve reached a new low when you’re considering sleeping with a guy that’s not all that good looking. I still have my self-respect, don’t worry. ‘
“Don’t worry, never doubted your self-respect. We’ve all managed to get into that place of desperation in our lives. It’ll pass, don’t worry.”
“You really need me to spell it out for you?” he scoffed at her, shaking his head. “Because I wanted to go out. With you. Anymore questions?”
“Wow, no need to be a dick about it. I’m dancing with you, fuckin’ be nice to me.” Narrowing their eyes, Ellie looked up at the male, mostly shocked than anything. Mason wanted to go out with Ellie? “No. No more questions.”
“Literally hours? Come on, it’s been all of twenty minutes— Eggnog is shit, Christmas is shit. That’s all their is to it…” James mocked a pout towards them before smiling. “You never know, miracles happens around this time of year, right?”
“It’s called an exaggeration, you heard of it? Alright fine, get over it. It was a question, still wasn’t asking you to get all festive, Hewitt.” Rolling their eyes, they slowly pushed a glass over to the male. “Christmas miracles? Thought you didn’t have Christmas spirit.”