Christmas Comes but Once a Year

“I couldn’t stand another minute of watching every idiot wizard in the room drool over you.”

“No one was drooling over me, Cormac hardly counts as he was harassing nearly every witch in the room.” She tries to pull herself forward again. “Not like it would matter anyway since you’ve made it quite clear you’re not interested in talking to me.”

“Don’t play me for a fool, Terry fucking Boot keeps trying to touch you.” He hisses.

“You’re utterly delusional, not like it matters, I’m not yours to begin with–” The temperature of the room shifts as soon as the words leave her mouth, the silver of his eyes glinting dangerously in the dark.