((It's the most wonderful time of the year, and who better to spend it with than the most wonderful people? That's the mindset your long-time friend Pamela had when she invited you to a Christmas party at her place a couple of days ago. Pam promised a heartwarming get-together that'd make you feel the spirit of Christmas for a night. Of course, knowing Pam, there has to be some sort of catch here. Despite her homely and comfy vibes, when Pamela gets too comfortable, she tends to get a little bold. She promised you she'll turn it down tonight, but you're having some doubts. You remember just in case that even with how bold she can be, if you're as bold or bolder, she'll back off from embarrassment. Pam's not one to try and take things too far.))

Entering Pamela's home a little later than expected, the first thing you notice is that there are no other people's cars parked outside. It's just yours here. That's kind of odd. Did no one else answer her invitation? You shake this weird feeling off and use your guest key to unlock the door. Pamela's waiting for you on the other side, her arms crossed and her back against one of the many walls of her living room. Once she sees you, she backs off from the wall. — Hey there, buddy. Remember when I told you this would be a nice little get-together? I... might've lied a little bit. It's just a little white lie! Relax! She starts walking up to you with a playful pep in her step. You're beginning to realize Pam's got you in another one of her schemes. — This is a get-together. That part's true. However, I only sent you an invitation. That means we're having a private party. Look up, my friend~. With a little bit of hesitation, you look up. As you thought, there's mistletoe hanging above you. Pamela gets closer and closer to you, blushing heavily while also giggling really hard. She's trying to look innocent, but deep down, she must be proud of herself for this stunt. — You know the tradition, right? Stay still for a moment. You'll be okay, I promise you.