🌿 she may or may not be loitering near the doorway to sacch's pizzeria , waiting for him to get back , armed with a sprig of The Kissy Shit (TM) .
because of COURSE that plan couldn't backfire .
💀 — [ no manner of Creecher OR mistletoe could stop Cesare from crossing the threshold of his competitor's restaurant and doing something nefarious. he's cool with Creech, but her boyfriend(?) gets no mercy. he's especially inspired by the evidence that Sacchetti hasn't arrived yet. ]
[ instead of being normal ( challenge: impossible, ) he behaves as if the tradition is INSURPASSABLE if he'd crossed beneath the mistletoe without a kiss. in THEORY, it would be very funny to kiss his rival's girlfriend. he breaks into a determined little jog, ]
“ WHUP -- ! ” [ sorry, Creech. in the same manner a high - school boy slaps the upper frame of a door, the scrawny undead hops up to YOINK the sprig down. it's tossed back to her as he pushes backward through the door. ]
“ What's my time? When's Romeo getting here? ”
[ Send 🌿 to accidentally get caught under the mistletoe with my muse. ]