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Mistletoe mishap, Robin Buckley

"She just stood there and stared at me, Steve. But I think there was something in my teeth. Or in her eye. She kept looking up and blinking." Robin thought for a second. "Wait, was she trying to say she wants mascara for Christmas? Or were my lips chapped."

Dramatically, Robin dropped her body onto the work counter.

"I'm so screwed."

"No, you're not, you just don't get girls." He pauses. "You don't get it."

"Get what?" she asked genuinely.

"Man, you suck at this girlfriend thing."

"She just wanted to show me her decorations." Robin told Steve again as she rolled her eyes.

"And?"

There was a moment of silence as Steve gave Robin an opportunity to think, yet she came up with nothing.

"Robin, she wanted to show you the mistletoe."

She looks at Steve with a blank, confused, doe eyed expression.

"She wanted you to kiss her, Robin."

"You don't know that." She was quick to argue.

"I do. She was all dressed up when she opened the door. She took you inside. She brought you upstairs, showed you her decorations, and I bet right under that door was the mistletoe."

She scoffed yet as she remembered the day suddenly, realizing that Steve’s comments were beginning to make sense

"And she wasn’t staring at you. She was staring at your lips. Women are silent creatures, Robin. They like to do the planning, but want you to do the work."

Something about Steve’s knowledge of women made Robin uneasy. Whether it was concern about how many women he’d been with. Or how much better, he wasn’t understanding women than she was. Either way, with the realization of missing the opportunity to kiss you, Robin was embarrassed.

"She wanted to kiss me. What if she tries to do it again? What if my lips are chapped or my breath smelled bad."

Steve smiled at her sudden panicked realization.

"At least I know what I’m getting you for Christmas." Steve said matter-of-factly. "Chapstick and gum."

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