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For you, the holidays were always special. Mostly because your father was staying home. This time it was more special, because your family was back together—and not much could say the same. You were so grateful about your mother's return, even though it was the most surprising thing in your life. You were simply glad you had a family now.
For Christmas, you usually decorated the house full of lights with a huge Christmas tree. You were having so much fun picking out themes with your mother and giving the house a style of you and Odette's twist. Miles and Carlton—even though they aren't blood related, seemed like they were. They helped decorate the outside with Christmas lights, and set up the front lawn along with aiding each other with the garden.
You and Miles were wearing your own Christmas shirts you both made. It was solely made for home, because they were purely made with fun and not fit for a night out. You were making hot chocolates as Miles was searching up Christmas specials to watch.
Everything was so jolly...until your mind eventually trailed back to Robby.
Your mind replayed that night every other hour, you shouldn't have lashed out that way on Robby, and you were still concerned over where he was—if he was safe. You've tried texting him, multiple times.
For instance, you were checking up on him now.
Greenie 💚
I know I messed up and I'm really sorry. I just want you to be safe.
Please respond, even if it's to block my number or anything I want to know if you're okay, just don't ghost me.
You scowled realizing Robby would definitely ghost you out of spite. He had gotten your habits after spending so much time with you, and if he was terribly angry towards you he'd pull a ghost.
You just didn't think you'd live to see the day where he eventually would.
"Y/N!" You jumped at the sound of Miles' call. You turned to him and saw he had his phone in his hand pointed at you. Well, he always had his phone, but never pointed directly at you.
"My god!" You put your hand on your chest. "What is it now?" You set down the mugs you had on the counter.
"I'm on call with Sam, she's with Miguel." Miles explained, and you know they could definitely see your face grimace.
"Hi!" You could hear the two saying through the phone.
"You're on speaker!" You ran up to Miles. "They're gonna see our crappy shirts, oh my gosh!"
