So like, before it was actually Christmas and whatnot, we were talking about things we wanted for Christmas in our kitchen. My brother was in the room so my dad was being very careful with his word choice, "Rylee, what do you want from Santa?"
I scoffed and crossed my legs, lifting a cup of hot cocoa to my lips, "I want him to bring me a boyfriend."
My dad laughed, "well hell, he's a gift giver not a miracle worker."
My jaw dropped to feign embarrassment, but I laughed along with them. We all knew my love life was hopeless at this point.
A couple nights later we went to a party on my mom's side, we have 'Santa' show up and everything. It's a big deal for my family.
I got called up and I sat on Santa's lap, he paused as he was handing me the present my parents chose for me, leaned off to the side and stared at me a moment longer, and continued to speak, "my oh my, you're awfully pretty young lady! You wouldn't happen to know my Grandson, Jayce, would ya?"
I blushed and nodded, "I went to class with him in grade school, but I don't know him now."
He smiled at me, "well he's a real looker now. Maybe you two can get talking again."
Maybe Santa is a miracle worker after all hahaha.
I just thought this was a fun story and I wanted to share it with you guys since I'm all loopy and on NyQuil. But for reals now good night, love alls of yalls =)
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