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He laughed so loudly that Mishka flinched away. After a really long time, Christian was genuinely laughing his heart out. He backed away from Mishka, holding his stomach, and Mishka narrowed her eyes, but she found him cute. “You are so funny! God, my stomach is hurting,” Christian said while sitting on the edge of the bed and trying to stop laughing. “What is so funny about it?” Mishka asked, walking to him, crossing her arms across her chest. “Everything is funny about it! You going to take revenge of all the Britishers from me?” Christian asked, raising an eyebrow and Mishka blinked her eyes, nodding her head.

He looked so happy and carefree. Amber’s breath had stilled inside her lungs as she pulled out the next picture. Tears slipped from her eyes. The little boy was dressed in a little suspenders and dress pants on Santa’s lap. His hair had been tamed and brushed back, giving him the appearance of a little man. He clutched a candy cane in one of his small hands. In this shot he had both his front teeth. Amber traced her fingers over his sweet little face. The picture had a printed boarder beneath it said Godwin Railroad Christmas Party 2049…

A lady wearing a dark woolen cloak with flaming red hair asked, “What would you say to the creator?” I wipe my tears of laughter as I look her in the eyes. She is very pale, with gothic makeup and soulful eyes. I sense that I can be honest with her. “Well, first,it's brilliant. It reflects the dark side of this holiday. It shows the enslavement of reindeer, the oppression of elves and the self-serving nature of one man who takes all of the credit. Also, I'm glad there isn't a cross or a baby Jesus in sight.”

Starting with Logan. Logan: Hey baby. Merry Christmas! I hope you are having a great Christmas. You're boyfriends better be treating you right, or I'll kick their asses. (winky face emoji) Seriously though baby. I hope this Christmas is the best one you have ever had! Text me when you can. I can't help but smile while I am reading his message. He's so damn sweet. I'm so lucky to have him as a friend. Me: Merry Christmas Logan! (heart emoji) This Christmas has been incredible. I hope your having an amazing Christmas this year too. Don't worry they are treating me great! I miss you!

Their unspoken desires, like shimmering stars in the winter sky, danced in silent harmony, carrying the promise of reunion and the timeless enchantment of the season. As Asmo found himself amidst the vibrant tapestry of Christmas cheer, a whimsical thought took root in his mind, unfurling like a mischievous wisp of laughter in the midst of his introspection. Pondering the age-old enigma of Father Christmas, he found himself ensnared in a labyrinth of bemusement, his brow furrowed in mock solemnity as he contemplated the veracity of the jolly old figure who traversed the world in a single night.

A smile crossed his face as he looked forward, occasionally glancing at me as I occasionally glanced at him. ** On the 21st, I walked into the Top Floor and was welcomed with a bombardment of Christmas decorations. Everywhere. Paul was at the receptionists desk, wearing an oversized Santa hat. "Guess what?" He said. "What?" "Christmas is in four days!" He squealed. I groaned "Yay. Family drama and cold weather." Paul scoffed, flicking my hand that was rested on the counter. "Um, why did you flick me?" "Because you're acting like a Grinch, Ms. Bah Humbug. Do you even want anything for Christmas?"

"No, no. Don't come near me… I'm warning you…" "Can't hear you." He let out a mischievous laugh and started tickling me even though I asked him to stop, he said it’s the least I could do to make him feel better after our fight. But then he kept on tickling me and I kept asking him to stop but still he continued until finally he got tired of it and stopped tickling me. Tyler said, "We haven't bought a tree for Christmas yet. Shall we get one?" When I didn't give him a reply, he put his hands around my shoulders saying, "Don't get mad again babe. It's Christmas. The season to be happy and cheerful. Now, tell me how you want the tree to be? Do you want it taller or bigger…"

My eyes instantly lit up because they were obviously professionals and would definitely make everything look perfect within a short time but just as I was about to agree, I suddenly changed my mind. No. That was not the real fun of Christmas. The real fun was everyone struggling together, hanging decorations in the wrong places, arguing over colors, climbing ladders badly, making mistakes and laughing while fixing them again. That chaos was what made Christmas feel warm and memorable. I smiled warmly at the men before shaking my head softly. “Thank you but we will handle it ourselves.” The men smiled politely before bowing respectfully again and thanking me for my patronage. “Merry Christmas

He was suddenly snapped from his trance when Nero slapped a hand onto his shoulder, startling him. "Alright!" he shouted happily. "You go Arius! What a ladies' man." That comment quickly earned him a hateful glare from his friend, so he backed away a bit. "Come on, I'm only joking. You know that. But still, you should be happy. I mean, she's a cute girl. I'd be happy if she kissed me." He ignored the glare Arius was still giving him and just smiled instead. "By the way…would you mind if I gave Jai a Christmas present?" There was a mischievous glint in his eyes.