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[she giggles]

I'll start to think I'm one of your daughters, at this rate.

[which obviously would never happen]

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I think you'd enjoy being Wildfire's sister.

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Already adopted, actually...

[her voice softens.]

Sometime ago. We were just kidding at first, but, in the end, I guess we were really just kidding ourselves.

[she laughs a little, genuine, but very wistful.]

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[Putting a hand on the top of her head.]

That's wonderful. And I mean that with the upmost sincerity.

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I know.

[whether because it's wonderful or his meaning it she doesn't elaborate.]

He...wrote me...and...

[she's tearing up a bit maybe before wiping her eyes.]

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Would you like to also get dressed up in an ugly sweater and write him a letter back with me?

Truly the only fitting punishment for his act.

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[her face is red and she rubs her eyes furiously. it's hard to stop crying.]

Yeah, I'd like that. Who gave that silly boy the right.

[and he's not here for her to pull his face or anything.

she's dressed as a sexy santa but she wants to see what the ugly sweater hype's about too!! it can be both.]

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[He kneels down and gives her a hug.]

He is a silly boy, isn't he? Much beloved and missed. Will you follow him?

I daresay you should wear that skirt and just put an atrocious sweater on top.

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[She hugs him back, perhaps a bit tighter than she intends.]

...I have to go back to where I came from, but I miss him every day. Every day.

[but she looks thoughtful at the suggestion.]

Yeah, I think you're right.

[best?? worst??? of both worlds.]

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Then write him every day. He would love it.

[He is amused and not letting go of the hug just yet.]

Of course I'm right. Now, the louder, the better.

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[She'll do you one better]

Possessed of winsome height
And very devoid of light
Yet such a welcome sight
When problems are a blight
There's Alex, always right

1/3

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If only that were true. You'll find my success rate is not as high as you boast.

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Fine, often.

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That I will concede to.

[Waving her over to some nice, festive backdrop.]

Your phone.

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[She hands him her phone eagerly]

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[He will take a few pictures for her and hand her phone back.]

A suitable backdrop to add for your letters. Though you could make a variety if you wish.

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[:O!]

That's really clever! I love it. I hope he will too, but I'm sure that'll be the case. Thank you so much!

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I can't take the credit. 'Twas Five's. We all know he is the more brilliant mind of the pair.

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I dunnoooo you're plenty brilliant yourself. You keep each other on your toes~

[it's delightful for her, personally.]

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Do not worry, I am not belittling myself. Simply giving credit where credit is due.

How have things been progressing for you, Lily?

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Oh, I didn't think you were, I just find you guys really adorable and amusing.

Well, I've kissed...thirty some odd people so far, I wonder if that's enough to win, but there's some stiff competition out there so who knows.

[that's. what he meant, right?]

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... Thirty?

Truthfully, I never play these social games to the letter as there are hardly any consequences if one does not.

But now I do feel as if I could put in a bit more effort.

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Thirty-seven, so far. Just kick back, relax. Enjoy the lack of consequences. I'm just of a mind to crush some people is all.♥