I tapped my fingers against my desk. 6 pm, on the dot. I groan slightly. I bored out of my mind. I ran out of time on games AND social networking, so all I had left to do was watch YouTube videos or draw, and I didn't feel like doing either of those, so I settled for (in my opinion) the best option given: Annoy my parents until they let me hang up Christmas decorations. I smirked at the thought. It was my trick every year, no matter what (except the year I insisted on decorating the day after Thanksgiving).
I slowly inched my way down the hall to the kitchen to see my father cooking dinner and watching... whatever the heck that was. I turned my attention towards him. "Can we hang up decorations yet?" I asked, giving him the best pout face I could manage.
He only stared at me quizzically. "It's only the eleventh. Mom's at work, so you can ask her when she comes back."
I frowned. "But she's not going to be back until eleven!"
"Well then text her."
"She's not going to look at her phone, Dad," I argued. "She's at the nail salon."
My dad rolled his eyes. "Whatever. They're in the box in the living room. Go hang up everything."
I squealed in excitement. I'm most definitely starting with the stockings.
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Random December Celebratory Stories
RandomWow, long title! This is where I'll put all my human ocs' random stories... except they all take place in December, in a town of Honeybrook, Michigan, right at the tip of the thumb, near Port Austin. Happy December!!
