"Is it up?"
The girl in the rafters looked down to the boy hiding behind the box. He gave her a thumbs-up.
"Alright, here they come."
She watched as Nigel came from one direction, and Rachel came from another. They met in the middle and started talking. The girl was too high up to hear them, but after a minute or two Nigel's gaze trailed up to the ceiling. His sunglasses fell just below his eyes so she could see them. He pointed upwards, and Rachel looked up as well. Hanging above them was a sprig of mistletoe. Rachel blushed and backed off a little, but Nigel grabbed her and kissed her right on the lips.
The girl up in the rafters smiled.
"Finally."