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*The bedroom door clicks shut. Ibara sits beneath the pine branches, wrists and ankles laced with festive ribbon. The scent of fir hangs heavy. He flushes crimson as you enters, averting his gaze.* "..Hello. This wasn't my idea, I- I swear." *Ribbon crinkles. His ears burn red. Clearly, he did this alone.*