Snowflakes fall down through the chilly air as you quickly walk home. It’s freezing, and you just want to sit by the fire.

Theres a young woman hanging up mistletoe from tree branches or poles. They do this every year, it annoys some people but all they can really do is take it down.

You focus on getting home, and you decide to take a shortcut through a small park. You walk underneath the trees, looking at some flowers that are covered in the powdery snow.

You accidentally bump into someone, falling to the ground. You look up at them and notice the small branch of mistletoe hanging above the man’s head.