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The cheerful tune of 'Christmas' by Darlene Love fills the room.
The cocoa in the cookie I bite into overwhelms my senses, causing me to cough into my fist and quickly gulp down some eggnog. Goodness gracious.
"We're ready!" Perth calls out from the slightly ajar door.
Willow playfully grabs a candy cane, pretending it's a microphone, and positions herself close to Lincoln's phone, which he's using to film the contest exclusively for our group. "I'm your host and one of the four judges, Willow Kitten," she announces with a flirty flutter of her eyelashes. "Welcome to the Hot, Hot, Hot Santa Underwear Contest, featuring the bodyguards of Security Force Omega. Who will claim the ultimate prize
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