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Gathering Post - Christmas Eve Party
Merry Christmas!
You are invited to celebrate the season with Finlay Flynn and Willy Silver.
When: Christmas Eve (5pm – Midnight)
RSVP: By Email (SBMNGR@ldnmgmt893.co.uk) Before 19/12
Upon entry you'll be given a ticket for one free drink. All drinks after that are 5 each. There will also be a free buffet in the dining area.
Dress code: Casual, but tidy please!
Raffle: Come wearing a festive sweater and you will automatically be entered into a raffle to win a 65 inch TV.
Donate: Bring three tins of canned food to be donated to the local food bank, and receive an extra drink ticket.
Look forward to: A live DJ, live music, an appearance by Santa, gift bags with deluxe swag, and the company of old and new friends!
Look forward to: A live DJ, live music, an appearance by Santa, gift bags with deluxe swag, and the company of old and new friends!
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"You stopped dancing."
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"I was watching you," he said. The next song was slower- not a waltz but one good for dancing close. Phouka put his arms around Winter and began to sway and turn him in a much more intimate dance.
"And now I am dancing," he smiled. "With you. Which is all I wanted."
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"I like it," he said softly.
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"I cannot wait to take you home and put you to bed tonight. I understand a fat elf will be bringing presents for us tonight," he said.
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"No," Winter said firmly. "Santa is a lie. It is Fae Willy who brings my gifts," Winter scowled.
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"Is that so? He told me it was Santa. The prince would not lie to us," he said, innocence on his face. It wasn't that he believed in Santa, he simply had faith in his prince.
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"He tells fibs!" Winter insisted. "There is no fat man, only Fae Willy."
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"Are you sure? Did you see him last year?" he asked. He had not seen, he had been asleep.
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"No," Winter scowled.
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"Then why do you think the prince tells fibs?" Phouka pressed.
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"Because I saw the mortals talking about it on telly, " Winter huffed. "Santa is a fib. "
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"Faeries are not real, either, " the Phouka pointed out. "Perhaps it is the television that tells fibs."
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Winter considered that, nodded, then frowned. ”No, he is a lie.”
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"All right. If that is what you believe," he said. He wasn't going to push the idea of Santa when Winter seemed so set against it.
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"We should catch him, Fae Willy. leaving gifts," Winter whispered.
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"How should we do that?" Phouka asked.
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"With a trap," Winter replied. "We will drop a net on him! Like in cartoons."
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"I do not think things from cartoons work in this world...do they?" Phouka asked.
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"I imagine we could try. It would be funny if we could catch him," he said then, willing to play Winter's game.
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"We can stay up all night waiting for him, " the pixie grinned.
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"I am certain I can think of all sorts of ways to keep you awake as we wait," Phouka replied.
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"We can play cards," he nodded. "I was thinking of snogging you to keep you awake," he said, flashing a smile.
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"Oh. ...I like kissing. I like kissing more than I like winning at Go Fish," Winter purred.
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