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sophie devereaux ([personal profile] bloodyamericans) wrote in [community profile] dear_mun2012-12-23 11:04 pm
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Oh don't you start with it too. Look, some people might be a little Scrooge-y about the whole thing but I happen to like Christmas, and I could easily have found something for $50, thank you!

And that was where my idea came from - trust. What we all gave was a gift, something more than what you can buy, and it was wonderful. Magical, and that's what Christmas is. If you can't believe in magic for one bloody day of the year then when can you?

But you don't believe that, and don't you even try and deny it I can read you like... a book's too cliché, but think of that sentiment, that's what you are, and there's no point in trying to hide it now. Maybe we can do something about that by the end of the holiday, hmm?
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[personal profile] ihearyouthink 2012-12-24 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
I take it you're enjoying the holiday more than your mun?
Edited 2012-12-24 06:55 (UTC)
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[personal profile] ihearyouthink 2012-12-27 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Surely not. Perhaps they need a little encouragement.

i apologise. couldn't resist her faaaace.

[personal profile] fantastisch 2012-12-24 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, now, this is interesting. She looks like her, sounds like her, and whaddaya know — she even smells like her, too. Curiouser and curiouser. Still, Hyde? He knows better. Yes, he knows Mrs. Jackman. Every nook, every cranny. There's no denying, though, it's going be ever-so-exciting to know her, too. ]

Why wait, mm? After all, there's only another — [ He squints, counting out days on his fingertips, tongue between his teeth. When he's arrived at his answer, he grins at her, wagging his eyebrows. ] — oh, three hundred and sixty six days to try again! And, leeet's be honest here, who's got that sort of time on their hands, eh?

only a year late. care to continue?

[personal profile] fantastisch 2013-01-04 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
Does it now? [ He sounds interested, but is he? Truly? He leans in, an elbow on the nearest wall. There's no denying the soft inhale he does as he draws nearer. What can he say? He's a man with a fantastically keen sense of smell. ] You know, toots — [ Suddenly, he hops back, pointing a finger in her direction. ] I like you. You know how to live in the now. I'll bet you're all sortsa wise up there in that [ Mmm. ] delectable little skull'a yours.