I feel like Saint Nicholas is pulling my leg

[cloistre]

[So. THE DAY HAS FINALLY ARRIVED, LONDON. It is Christmas. A light snow falls upon the city, and even the Old Ones seem quiet and non-existent against the hustle and bustle of people giving gifts or doing emergency shopping despite the chances that literally nothing is actually open right now.

But that's probably just wishful thinking. You could pretend, if you tried hard enough.

What are you doing?]

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[screwreality]

[It's good anyone nearby is either inside at Christmas or ignore him, because that entire scene would ruin him.

Instead he raises an arm from his place in the snowdrift to point at her offensively.]

「FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS! IT'LL WORK IN YOUR FAVOR IN THE LONG RUN!」

[Like making people think she's rich and thinking the exorbitant entrance fees are because it's prestigious as fuck and then she'll get rich losers joining her shit. She may be a master cheapass, but he's a master con artist.

At least he doesn't care about being dropped.]