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winter_wispValentine's had passed, and as lovely as that day had been, Winter found himself still caught up in the lingering romance of the day. He'd taken to watching romantic comedies, rather than horror flicks. Had even started reading more romantic novels, rather than the historical novels he'd been swimming in before. He even found himself tidying up more, keeping the bedroom neat and inviting, so they'd both be more inclined to linger there.
And tonight? Tonight he had decided they should go out to do something romantic. ...A trip to the museum, he'd decided. Art was definitely romantic. Couples were always looking at art in movies and things.
Dressed up, the pixie was looking like an actual adult as he lead the way inside, his hand reaching for the Phouka's as he spoke.
"This will be fun, don't you think? We can look at art, then get some coffee at the cafe," he grinned. "...Or not coffee. Whatever you want. It's my treat, Phouka."
And tonight? Tonight he had decided they should go out to do something romantic. ...A trip to the museum, he'd decided. Art was definitely romantic. Couples were always looking at art in movies and things.
Dressed up, the pixie was looking like an actual adult as he lead the way inside, his hand reaching for the Phouka's as he spoke.
"This will be fun, don't you think? We can look at art, then get some coffee at the cafe," he grinned. "...Or not coffee. Whatever you want. It's my treat, Phouka."
