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[p_reservation]

This was a common occurrence by now, sitting on the ground, kneed pulled up to his chest near a tree. It was snowing, the sun was already setting in the distance and he again for whatever reason, wasn't in the company of anyone.

(OOC: Onward, Mistletoe event! Go go go.)

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[yukimi_mama]

Don't fall asleep out here...

[p_reservation]

Hearing a familiar voice, he glanced straight to the source. "...Yukimi?"

[yukimi_mama]

Hey...

[p_reservation]

Kind of stares up at him for a few moments, considering his words. "...Where did you go last night?"

[tenpa_kun]

Oh, Yoite-kun. You should be inside somewhere- the cold is dangerous.

[p_reservation]

Glances over towards the fluffy haired boy, a bit curious as to where he wandered in from. "...?"

(OOC: Heh heh heh... why hello there, Gau. Fancy a raping tonight? XD)

[tenpa_kun]

There's a building over there. *gestures to the right* It seems safe, although absolutely filthy. *If you look, however, there is nothing in the direction he's pointing*

((ooc: >D Always~))

[p_reservation]

After listening to the explanation, he glanced towards the empty area then back towards the boy as if he were drugged. "...I don't see it."

(OOC: Gau can totally lead them somewhere else for "fun times" if he wants.)

[xlarcenciel]

[Have a moe!haru as he's carrying Christmas decorations in his arms, walking towards the figure who was sitting under the tree that Miharu had in mind to decorate.]

. . . Yoite.

[p_reservation]

Hearing his voice, he glanced up to the source and realized it who exactly it was. "...Miharu."

[xlarcenciel]

[Glad that he was able to recognize him, Miharu placed the decorations down upon the ground as he bent down to look at him at eye level.]

It's colder under a tree. . . isn't it?

[p_reservation]

He didn't budge, carefully considering the other boys face for a moment, not really bothered by the close proximity. "...I'm not cold."

[outerplanet]

[he was just walking by until he notices Yoite sitting there alone by the tree. the glove/hat deal came to mind, but perhaps that could wait until he greeted him.]

. . . Good evening.

[p_reservation]

Hearing the familiar voice, he glanced up to see a version of him that he had somewhat befriended, if that word was the correct one to use. Nodding ever so slightly that it was okay, he studied his face for a moment. "...Evening, Yoite."

[outerplanet]

Are you . . . ?

[he begins to slowly remove his glove.]

[p_reservation]

He nodded, somewhat numbly as he reached up to lift off his hat, meeting the twin pair of dark orbs across from him. "..."