Emma Dally saw absolutely everything, all that happened the night of the 25th of November and the morning of the 26th of November at the airport. She wanted to laugh so badly until she saw him. It was not her fault she was shorter than tons of people, but it wasn't that long until she recognized that voice. She couldn't easily forget the boy who insulted her crafts, and who was... really handsome. She couldn't deny it: he was simply a hot jerk, just like many boys she had met. But when she saw him sitting alone outside the airport, in the darkness and coldeness of morning, and with no signs of taxis around the street, she did what she had to do.
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"Fucking cabs, fucking airport, fucking world."
"Hey."
"Fucking life-"
"Hey."
"Fucking universe and fu-"
"HEY!"
"Uh, hello?"
"Yes, hello."
"... Do I know you?"
"Yup, you're the boy who insulted my nephews' crafts."
"Oh, you're the crazy Christmas girl. What are you doing here?"
"I came to visit my family. You?"
"Some... business."
"Why were you cursing so much?"
"Had a bad day."
"..."
"Are you laughing?"
"Sorry hahaha, it's that I saw everything, sorry again."
"Mhh."
"..."
"..."
"Would you like a ride?"
"What?"
"It's almost 2 in the morning and it'll be difficult to find a cab, I can give you a ride."
"Thank you but I have nowhere to go, probably my hotel reservation was cancelled."
"..."
"..."
"Maybe you can stay with me, just until you find a place."
"No, but thank you."
"Come on, you don't want to freeze here."
"..."
"For the cursing?"
"Okay."
"You should say fudge instead of fuck."
"Why?"
"Because yes."
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A/N: TOMORROW WILL BE FULL OF UPDATES WOHOO
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"Oh fudge."
-Ralphie Parker
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A Christmas Story
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