(ik girl, he's made some choices here he's not proud of, but:)

Um, the last time I got cursed, I had to become a hermit for half a month. (bad times were had by all, but he doesn't mind now that it's over. he simply rubs the back of his neck and tells her like it is.) I'm not messing with this grab-bag of random bullcrap.

Anyway, I'm not too pressed... this guy got "signals" from me or something and totally just went all in. I literally went and bought gum afterward. (and when you smoke heavily, it's better to seek some balance. with all this mistletoe hanging everywhere, jonas would rather smell and taste like spearmint when kissed than force others to deal with the hotly debated flavours of tobacco and nicotine.

a stick of it is offered out to her, leaning a little to give ruby a very curious once-over. she's still as effortlessly pretty as she was when she was elbow-deep in pumpkin guts. man, is everyone here a ten?)

... Wait, what kinds of curses have you been getting? Don't get me wrong, I'm super glad you've got standards, but that sounds crazy.