"Let's eaaaat!", your mom said in a sing-song voice as she carried the heavy rectangular shaped glass that was filled with layers of tomato sauce, different kinds of cheese and lasagna pasta that filled the room with its aromatic scent.
You sat beside Mark as your mom was beside you and Mark's parents sat across the other side of the table.
Marks parants jaw kinda went agape but it was kinda funny for you to watch.
Your mother carefully placed down the glass pyrex on the middle of the table and filled down Mark's parents' glasses with white wine.
As she filled you and Mark's glass with iced water.
The dinner was quiet between you and Mark but loud as your parents and Mark's enjoyed the night chit-chatting.
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"Honey we'll be back in an hour!"
Your mom yelled by the door as she left with Mark's parents.
Your parents both left you and Mark alone at home.
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The lovers under the mistletoe
Short Story"It was indeed a 'Merry' Christmas after all". A Mark fan fiction
