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- Kris
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- Bi (Chloë)
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- 12/2036 (24)
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Objectively, Sully knew he probably should want to spend tonight having a special evening with Chloë. After all, they only had so many left to have together before he graduated. But dwelling on the idea for too long bummed Sully out. It was his last year and he wanted to enjoy it to its fullest, not sit around thinking about what was going to happen in a few months between the two of them. It helped that Professor Josephs had pulled out or the stops, the hall feeling closer to a proper Kiwi Christmas than it ever had with all its enchanted snow and stuff. It reminded him of being at home for the holidays, crowded family bbq's near the water and the urge to surround himself in that noise grew stronger by the second. Though Sully did still hope there was some mistletoe stashed around somewhere.
He'd not wasted any time dragging Chloë out to a notable spot in the hall, flagging down just about any recognizable face he could see as he grabbed a drink, wanting to spend the night with as many friends as possible. "Happy Christmas, yeah?" he announced, raising a glass to anyone nearby, Chloë included, of course, before downing the fejoa juice in a long pull.
Objectively, Sully knew he probably should want to spend tonight having a special evening with Chloë. After all, they only had so many left to have together before he graduated. But dwelling on the idea for too long bummed Sully out. It was his last year and he wanted to enjoy it to its fullest, not sit around thinking about what was going to happen in a few months between the two of them. It helped that Professor Josephs had pulled out or the stops, the hall feeling closer to a proper Kiwi Christmas than it ever had with all its enchanted snow and stuff. It reminded him of being at home for the holidays, crowded family bbq's near the water and the urge to surround himself in that noise grew stronger by the second. Though Sully did still hope there was some mistletoe stashed around somewhere.
He'd not wasted any time dragging Chloë out to a notable spot in the hall, flagging down just about any recognizable face he could see as he grabbed a drink, wanting to spend the night with as many friends as possible. "Happy Christmas, yeah?" he announced, raising a glass to anyone nearby, Chloë included, of course, before downing the fejoa juice in a long pull.