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Olivia acted freaked out when she saw Nicolas. Nicolas almost ate my head of when I mentioned him knowing Olivia. Something is definitely going on.

"This place is sick" Nicolas said in awe, looking all around at the magnificently decorated place.

"I know right? It's even more beautiful than the last time I came here" I sighed, looking around and swaying to the light Christmas music playing.

"Wait. So you've been here before"

"Uh, yeah?"

"And you made me walk around for a whole hour?"

"Hehe. He"

So I may or may not have missed my turn once or twice. Or four times.

"Okay you're hopeless"

Before I could give an excuse, and probably an insult, we were called into the kitchen.

"Olivia, Munchie! How rude of you. Your guests are here already here and you didn't even invite them in"

A very very familiar voice called out from the kitchen.

"She sounds so familiar!" I whispered to Nicolas.

"Not to me. Who's Munchie?"

"This way guys" Olivia peeped out from the kitchen,  beckoning on us to come in.

Her back was turned to us, but I figured out who she was quite quickly.

"Elisa?"

"Wha- oh my word, Adrien!" She laughed heartily, moving to engulf me in a teddy bear hug.

"You know her?" Nicolas asked me, the same time Olivia asked her "you know her?"

"Yes. We met about a week or two ago. When I went shopping for presents and decorations"

"Mum, where did you keep my shirt?" A voice whined into the kitchen.

All our attention diverted to the entrance of the kitchen door.

Ladies, gentlemen, children, and all animals alike, Michaelangelo Lopez, was shirtless.

And if I ever, for one second, thought that he was not sexy, which I have never btw, but yeah. If I ever did that, I take it all back, into the depths of hell, and I vow never to think that again.

"Oh, um, honey your shirt is in my wardrobe"

Yeah, she was basically talking to herself. Because I was long gone. And with the way his eyes were glued to me, I knew he was too.

"Pull yourself together woman, your jaw is literally on the floor" I could feel the smirk in Olivia's voice, but all my attention was on Mikey's ripped biceps, and glorious, glorious flat stomach.

"Okay mum, I'll go check in there" he scratched the back of his neck,  a cute blush appearing on his cheeks.

"Hi. I'm Nicolas. Adrien's friend" Nicolas stretched his right hand forward

"Hey Nicolas. I'm Mikey"

Then they shook hands. And they moved. His biceps fucking moved.

"Hey Adrien" He waved to me finally, winking and walking off slowly, so I could admire that devilishly hot butt.

"Um, do you girls mind helping me mix the fruit punch? It's six already, and other guests are gonna be here soon" Elisa asked sweetly, giving a smile that made her look more like the mother of all gummy bears.

"No no. We don't mind at all" Olivia rushed, pulling my hand and leading me towards the fridge.

"Oh my god Olivia why didn't you tell me he was that hot?!!" I whisper-yelled to the thin blonde.

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