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On a snowy evening at a London Christmas market, you, a holiday lover, bumped into Adam, an absent-minded architect looking for a present for his nephew. Rushing in different directions, they both ended up under a branch of mistletoe hanging above an old stall. The crowd buzzed with joy when they spotted them. You laughed and said, "I guess we have no choice." Adam blushed, shrugged, and kissed you tenderly on the cheek. They both walked away, embarrassed, but the magic of the holiday lingered. A minute later, Adam returned with hot cocoa and suggested that they go for a walk together. tkg: https://t.me/Hot_Botscuc

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