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grabbing the palm of kyle's hand, teeth gritted, he'd lead kyle into the restaurant. responding, "just shut up and come on." he needed to get out every now and then. mateo wasn't exactly enjoying this himself. "i thought you'd be into this sort of thing. let's just go in, already!" his face became flushed, mateo remained looking ahead as he tried to hide his embarrassment.

once inside he'd guide them to their table. it was a window seating that allowed them to see the falling snowflakes beyond the slightly frosted windows. "you should want to have a regular meal every now and then. something proper that isn't pizza!" it wasn't as if he were one to talk with all the raw meat he'd been having as of late. "besides, i needed an excuse to get out tonight." extended family were visiting the region and using the estate tonight. he'd rather not be bothered by the increase of nuisances.

"maybe we should've went ice skating instead..." a pondering expression was made as he thought about it. "anyway, you ever been here before?" he'd ask kyle.

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kyle wasn't wrong.

"everything on here is in 'rich people' language. i don't get any of this..." maybe this was a bit too fancy for the duo, more or less for mateo rather. "a-anyway," closing the menu briefly, he'd look to kyle. "a lot of the family's been comin' over and taking up all the empty rooms for the holidays. i don't get why everyone's visiting hoenn, but that place is starting to get cramped." not really, it was big enough to hold a plethora of people. mateo just preferred that the home was more emptier than usual, "rooms are filling up like crazy. you'd think we were some sort of inn for the homeless or something." folding his arms, he'd say with a snarl, "i refuse to stay in that place any longer than i have to, they're all drivin' me nuts!"

just talking about it rustled his jimmies. pinching the bridge of his nose, he'd continue, "of course this isn't about me. i just wanted to go out and have some fun..." looking outside of the window, he'd randomly add, "maybe we should've went somewhere more funner like a club or somethin'." placing an elbow atop of the table and resting his chin upon the top of his palm, mateo would say, "so you got any fun memories to share about this place? it doesn't seem all that great." it was too fancy for him, after all.

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"look i didn't do research on this place, okay?!" he just heard that it was a nice place to take someone you wanted to show appreciation. now that he thought about it, maybe he wasn't remembering the information well enough. "pictures?" he'd look at the menu. would you look at that? how did he miss something so important? maybe he was the actual 'idjit' mateo was so quick to call others.

as he was examining the menu, he continued to listen. it was then his attention was stolen the moment he was asked about creating 'fun memories'. could he do something like that? he'd examine the restaurant, simultaneously he'd speak. "i don't think anyone can share anything in this place unless you enjoy...boring...things..." looking at other patrons, the establishment, and its servers, nothing was out of the ordinary.

it wasn't until he saw a couple or two suddenly kissing. he thought nothing of it at first, but it was then he took notice of the third couple. their heads would look up and then they'd look at each other. mateo, following in suit, would come to notice at another table that, over them, upon their headlight did a mistletoe reside. "ah..." he'd look up at their own headlight, "...oh."

back to kyle, mateo would give his friend a cheeky grin. "i think i can do that," he said, adding, "c'mere, lover boy!" leaning over the table, he'd grab hold of his friend by the collar to pull him in. it was unexpected, but he'd plant a surprise kiss upon kyle's lips. his face contorted out of embarrassment, but mistletoe's weren't gender-specific, right?

so it was normal.

releasing kyle, he'd come to sit back down. "now we have something memorable!" a widened grin was given; although, like clockwork, it'd switch over to a disgruntled expression, as mateo added the following, "don't share that with noelle, asshole!" his index finger was sharply pointed toward kyle from across the table.

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smiling broadly, a chuckle was heard from his childish grin. strange, it was as if this sort of thing was apart of their routine now, was such a thing normal? either way, mateo didn't mind it. it was a memorable moment, after all. "now that's a definitely a memory for us to keep!" his cheeks held a slight pinkish tint. he was embarrassed, but he tried to hide that bashfulness.

besides, if anyone asked he had an excuse this time: the mistletoe. "kissin' works up an appetite though. the fuck do we order?" banging his hand on the table, he'd shout, "oi, waiter!" he'd continue to bang atop of the table, "waiter!" turning to kyle, he'd ask, "why the hell don't we have a bell?" and thus their night was only just beginning.

in a great, but also bad, way...

notes: hi. we finished gamer.