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“Oh,” Evan breathes, softly, quietly, unable to tear his eyes away.
“Evs?” Barty asks, concern evident in his voice. Evan’s mouth is too dry to respond, though. He just keeps staring. “Evan, what is it?”
Don’t look up. Oh, please don’t look up.
Don’t look up don’t look up don’t look up.
Barty, of course, looks up.
“Oh,” he says, his voice completely blank. “Is that…is that mistletoe?”
Or, every year during the last week before hols break, mistletoe gets conjured to hang above the heads of people with unspoken affection. What do you do when you look up and realize mistletoe has been conjured to hang between you and your best friend? Well, you can ask Evan Rosier.
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16 Jul 2025