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(open) hanging on in quiet desperation—
WHO: jonas and you
WHERE: all over stygia
WHEN: the duration of december
WHAT: event and notice board chaos
WARNINGS: smooches and anxiety, random possibility of shadow shenanigans
WHERE: all over stygia
WHEN: the duration of december
WHAT: event and notice board chaos
WARNINGS: smooches and anxiety, random possibility of shadow shenanigans
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popcorn string is fussed over, adjusting segments that might've slid into a tangle beneath the leaves.)
Oh, right, yeah. There's a pretty big latino community where I used to live, but we don't celebrate Mexican holidays. We do our own version, I guess... even though my family was more into church services about the birth of Christ than plays about it. (jonas wonders if he should learn spanish, then wonders if he could learn spanish. he never was any good at studying.)
... Can I get you a drink or something? I've got coffee and tea, I think. The coffee's the instant stuff, but... it gets the job done.
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( the box is set gingerly down, and he does trail after jonas to the kitchen — proof, at least, that his strange reaction to the hug is more about the hug itself than about jonas' company. )
Coffee, sure.
( he likes tea just fine, but also: does he trust someone from america to make it properly??? no, no he does not. )