[Know what this lovely make-out moment needs? A fussy, slightly tipsy former troll absently wandering around gathering up empty plastic cups in a vague attempt to clean during the party so things won't be so bad later. Since she has been informed she won't be allowed to help later.]
[When she steps into the room, pile of plastic cups held carefully in her left hand, the last thing she is expecting to see is that, so for a second it doesn't register, and she actually gets about three steps in before her brain goes 'hey, wai a tick here...' and points out that John and Rose are making out. John and Rose are making out. Sloppily making out. Beneath the mistletoe.]
[Right. The mistletoe. The human tradition that had already gotten her face-painted by Gamzee and smooched by Aradia. Okay. So it wasn't a big deal, it was just John and Rose following human holiday oriented traditions and...]
[And her hand was on his butt. Rose's hand was on John's butt. And as she stood there, the kiss didn't seem to be slowing down, or easing off or...what were they doing with their tongues?]
[This did not look like a holiday tradition oriented kiss. This looked like...it...]
[Oh.]
[Oh.]
[Picture, if you will. One former troll dressed in a holiday sweater, who has just dropped a stack of plastic cups, her eyes the size of dinner plates and her expression one of heartbreak as she stands in a doorway, watching the girl she has the biggest crush on, and from her perspective FINALLY just went on a date with her, making out with some human boy.]
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[When she steps into the room, pile of plastic cups held carefully in her left hand, the last thing she is expecting to see is that, so for a second it doesn't register, and she actually gets about three steps in before her brain goes 'hey, wai a tick here...' and points out that John and Rose are making out. John and Rose are making out. Sloppily making out. Beneath the mistletoe.]
[Right. The mistletoe. The human tradition that had already gotten her face-painted by Gamzee and smooched by Aradia. Okay. So it wasn't a big deal, it was just John and Rose following human holiday oriented traditions and...]
[And her hand was on his butt. Rose's hand was on John's butt. And as she stood there, the kiss didn't seem to be slowing down, or easing off or...what were they doing with their tongues?]
[This did not look like a holiday tradition oriented kiss. This looked like...it...]
[Oh.]
[Oh.]
[Picture, if you will. One former troll dressed in a holiday sweater, who has just dropped a stack of plastic cups, her eyes the size of dinner plates and her expression one of heartbreak as she stands in a doorway, watching the girl she has the biggest crush on, and from her perspective FINALLY just went on a date with her, making out with some human boy.]
Oh.