You got dragged to this Christmas party by your best friend, her leaving you alone once she saw her crush across the room. Typical…
You were standing in a corner, watching everyone having fun. You weren’t the kind to go full out, more of an observer type of person. And you liked it like that.
You felt a presence next to you and looked up to see Mattheo Riddle with a cocky grin.
“Mistletoe…” He pointed above both of your heads, before staring into your eyes. He was waiting for a reaction…
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