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 familiar dark haired male next to you.

“Hm...”

Jamil hummed out while taking a glance at the top of the doorway. There attached was a mistletoe…