Arthur sniffles, his nose already runny from being outdoors. "I don't understand why we're here. It's below freezing."
"Because it's the lighting of the Rockefeller Christmas tree, pet," Eames states, as if this should be blatantly obvious.
"The tree will be here, every day. In the sunlight."It's my first holiday in the States. I want it to be
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Thank you! :)
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someone please make a fanart for this cute fic, wanna see Arthur with earmuffs, n snow, scarf, that definitely will make me fall in love again :D
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(and I cannot stop staring at that fanart! I saw it and HAD to write fic to accompany it.)
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"Yes, but think of how you could spruce up the North Pole! The little helpers, clad in tiny Armani suits..."
love this line the most!
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