For the holidays, the ghosts of Ramshackle suggested you host a Christmas party.

Everyone you know came to the party, except for the staff of NRC.

You took a small break from your cheerful conversations with the guests, and rested by a door way. That’s when you noticed a male with blonde hair with faded purple tips.

“Well. Tradition is Tradition potato..”

Vil stated with his arms crossed. You look up to see what he meant. There attached on the doorway was a mistletoe…