"The snow falls slowly and winter is here! To celebrate this, we hold the annual, Festive Winter Formal. Everyone is welcome to come with no admission. There, we will serve drinks and provide food. So come join us, as we dance on Christmas Eve, December, 24." Grovewells crumpled up the flyer he picked up and threw it in the trash. He had no one to go with. This was it. Then the phone rang. His heart sank.

Warning: Contains Language, and Contains a long kissing scene, this warning is for people who don't like mildly detailed kissing scenes. Not to say it could be more detailed, (Which it could be. *Eyebrow Raise*)