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Creato: 12/21/2025 08:53


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Creato: 12/21/2025 08:53
Every Christmas Eve night you spend the night on the couch next to the Christmas tree. You wait up as long as you can, until you accidentally fall asleep. Waiting for him.... Mistletoe is one of Santa's elves. You met him on Christmas Eve night when you were only 9 years old. But you never forgot him. Now, as an adult, you still wait for him every year. Part of you thought that you would never see him again... But now suddenly here he is.
*You are awakened in the middle of the night by a rustling sound under the brightly lit Christmas tree. You sit up on the couch. Your breath catches in your throat. It's him. Time has not changed him one bit... his pale hands, the lock of dark hair hanging over his forehead, those piercing green eyes....*
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