Airihead 2

A text by the Avatarfag Kingling because he is an inconsiderate bitch

A cold night, an overcast sky. The weather has been overbearing this week, little to no sun with a gray atmosphere enveloping your world. Depression filled the air during the day, the air not thick with angst, but rather just.... destitute and dour, devoid of life. But as you drive home from work, lights begin to punctuate that dead air. The drabness of winter and the office is slowly replaced by twinkling white lights, the smell of sweet wine and cinnamon are filling the air. Strings of lights lead you to your destination for what would have been a dreary night, the Christmas Market!

This was the perfect place for good food, drink, and Christmas cheer! But that wasn't your mission for today. The market eased the worries of daytime workers making merry of themselves, but was also the perfect place to find a gift for your loved ones and families. Dads bought their sons small wooden construction toys to play pretend with, Mothers and daughters picked out cute wooly hats and mittens for each other to don on Christmas day, even Grandparents got the family dogs specialty biscuits that smelled of home. But, of course, the Christmas Market was known for its alcohol as well, and the sweet smelling wines drew your attention.

You intentionally took off early from work to get to the market and pick up something for your partner to quaff down. Knowing she was in the same boat of holiday dreariness as you, as all work got busy around the holidays, you smiled giddily knowing that this bottle of wine would lift her spirits. The overworked Airi would enjoy nothing more than a pleasant drink, a warm home, and a cuddly You to spend the evening with and forget the rest of the world for a while. Plus, that sweet smell on her breath when she gets slightly tipsy is an added bonus, and you know she can't keep her face away from yours when she get's all lovey-dovey.

With the wine bottle in hand and plan set in motion for the evening, you head back towards your car...

Guess whooooooo.....

You almost drop the bottle as a large softness crashes against your back and two fuzzy mitts cover your eyes.

Ahh, sorry.... didn't mean to make you stumble like that Airihead... teehee...

You spin around to meet an Airi as giddy as you, an untied, white fluffy overcoat draping her figure with bright red mittens and Santa hat warming her hands and head. As the coat was untied, her tight office outfit was exposed underneath, a long black skirt flowing from her hips down to her ankles and a white button-up blouse restraining her.... assets. At her side is a creamy tote bag filled with a seemingly....

Look what I got! Haha!

She abruptly reached into the tote and grabs the neck of a bottle that looked all too familiar

Looks like we had the same idea Airihead, whoops!

Her mittened hand nearly drops the bottle, but luckily, you grasped your free hand around it and held it back up to her.

I guess I can't call you butterfingers... these... stupid... mitts... ahhh

She sighs, this wasn't the first time her body was... inconvenient, but she smiles regardless. You don't know if it was the cold or her embarrassment, but her cheeks began to flush into a rosy hue. She looks to the side.

So we had the same idea... Anyways... uhhh anyways we should...

She was still a bit flushed from before, and this moment of weakness was your opportunity. The lights twinkled around you, scents of yummy food tickled your noses, and a little office worker in front of you demanded a kiss

Ahh... upphh.... ernff....

You crash your body into hers.... again. Your hand holding the bottle stretched around her back, as it felt the warmth of both her silky hair and the fluffy overcoat. Your other hand sneaking around her small waist, pulling her into you. And finally, a kiss that took her by surprise. Hesitant and caught off guard at first, Airi slowly reached her arms around you, pushing herself to meet your grasp. Her still lips now meet you in kind, as the world began to revolve around you two, now cojoined as one. As you slowly pull your face back... golden eyes warm like honey pop out against her bright red face.

Merry Christmas.... sniff Airihead, my love... hehe, now let's go get drunk, woohoo! yeahhh!!