〈 A/N 〉 Hey guys! Hope you are having an amazing holiday season, getting together with loved ones, eating yummy food, and opening presents! My family has a mix of religions and traditions so I get to celebrate a little of everything♡
This chapter is just a cute seasonal side-story, so please take note that it is not exactly chronological to the previous and next chapters, but I wanted it to fit in nicely so it still takes place in July, not December. Just keep reading and you'll see, trust me, it all works out magically!
Thanks for reading! Enjoy!
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"Blessed is the season which engages
the whole world in a conspiracy of love."
—Hamilton Wright Mabie
"My idea of Christmas, whether old-fashioned
or modern, is very simple: loving others.
Come to think of it, why do we have to wait for Christmas to do that?"
— Bob Hope
"What happens under the mistletoe,
stays under the mistletoe."
—Unknown
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The rain soaking my hair and shirt almost feels refreshing in the end-of-July heat.
A record breaking day, the news had said this morning. I caught the headline as I left the house, just before stepping outside into the sauna.
On my birthday, of all days.
Another fucking miserable birthday—it's like my childhood all over again. Not that it even matters; nobody's bothered to say anything to me about it. No "Happy Birthday", no "what do you want to do this year", not even a fucking "good morning" before I left the house.
I can't really blame Kal and Ronan, it's not like they'd know since it's never come up in conversation (I figured out Kal's in November sometime but I've no clue about Ro's). Wren, Jasper, and Aster however...
I was hoping for something.
It kind of hurts.
Whatever. It's probably my fault for not saying anything, I just didn't want to be the one to bring it up.
I grit my teeth and adjust my sopping wet backpack, debating if I should jog the rest of the way home. I made it about halfway from my last class before the overcast sky finally let loose.
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