[The curse doesn't really catch hold of her until that little tug, and she finds herself stepping closer though it's the last thing she wants to do.]
Not again, god, sorry--
[She doesn't want to kiss most people she knows; but even if Angela isn't an enemy anymore, Cameron can't really say she likes her. Certainly not like that. But misteltoe is mischievous, and she finds herself leaning in to lock lips, eyes shut, frustration wrinkling her brow.]
action;
Not again, god, sorry--
[She doesn't want to kiss most people she knows; but even if Angela isn't an enemy anymore, Cameron can't really say she likes her. Certainly not like that. But misteltoe is mischievous, and she finds herself leaning in to lock lips, eyes shut, frustration wrinkling her brow.]