friends go [zack martin]

episode fifteen: a london carol

chapter seven: the ghosts of london's past, present and future

(outfit and new hair colour ^^^^^)

it's that time of year where presents are handed out and joy is spread everywhere. yes, it's christmas!! it's christmas eve and i was at cody's 'towel' station helping him and bailey make donations  for kids who don't have the luxury and lifestyle to have christmas. so cody and i were dressed as elves and bailey was santa. "ho, ho, ho. merry christmas. please donate to the needy children" bailey says. some girl handed cody a bear to donate. "thank you" cody thanked. "look bailey, our first donation" cody says happily. yeah we haven't got any donations except for that one. 

"great" baily says, wiping sweat off her forehead. "wow, you look really hot" cody tells her. "she's dressed as santa. you into that?" i asked cody. "thanks cody. but i don't think that's something you say to someone who's just your friend" bailey tells him. "no. i mean literally hot. you're sweating like woody after going up a flight of stairs" cody says. "i'll go get us smoothies" i say, walking over to the juice bar where there's a giant crowd. "sam where's zack?" dad asked, coming up next to me. "no idea dad" i answer. "alright i'll do it" dad says. "i'll help" i tell him.

a crowd of people asking for smoothies while only 2 people who have never worked it before and one is struggling. not exactly a fun time. "how do you know how to do these?" dad asked as i pour the drinks. "i've seen zack doing these so many times" i answer. "who had the pineapple?" i asked. everyone raised their hand. "oh for shit's sake. you've got to be kidding me" i grumble. dad took the cup, grabbed a handful of straws and placed them in the cup. "try not to backwash" dad says, placing it on the counter. i chuckled and that's when zack came over. "i'll take one guava giggler" zack says. dad turns around to see zack, leaning against the counter.

"zack! you're late again. you were supposed to be here an hour ago" dad sternly tells him. "i'm sorry. my alarm didn't go off- hey baby" zack says, then kissing me. dad groaned in annoyance. "to be fair dad, i wake him up. but i had to get up early to set up for the charity" i defend zack. "maybe you should get a different alarm clock instead of relying on sam all the time. what's going to happen when you're married?" dad asked. "he's right. you will be setting an alarm" i tell him. "i know. and it does work, i just didn't set it" zack says, then looks at his watch.