Santa hats, salty cinnamon stars and manners

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I woke up because of the smell of hot chocolate ,cinnamon and eggs . I was cuddled up in thousands and thousands of blankets - I definitely don't wanted to get up , the bed was so warm . I lift my arm to the place beside me , I still had closed eyes , and patted the empty space where haymitch used to sleep but i just felt the cold duvet cover . Where was he,and why the hell did he got up so early today ? Suddenly I heard a knock at the door . ,,haymitch ,is that you ?" I groaned - my eyes still closed . The door was opened and I heard a gruffly hohoho . This forced me to open my eyes and dear god I wish I had never opened them . A blonde Santa in pajamas ,a funny red hat stood in front of me holding a tablet with food and hot beverages . The tiny problem : that Santa was haymitch . My face was getting red and I tried to hide myself under the covers . ,, go away !!! "I giggled eventhough I tried to sound serious . What the hell is wrong with him . I felt the bed back down a bit and I felt that someone teared down the blanket . ,, damn women ! I got up at 6am to make u a damn breakfast , I am wearing a Santa hat and I made hot chocolate and cinnamon stars cuz you love pre- Christmas time and Santa ! And you are thanking me , by hiding under a blanket empire . !" He laughed . I giggled and stole him his precious Santa hat . ,, ok . That you , Santa . For this wonderful precious breakfast and for changing an insufferably , annoying drunk man into a real charming gentleman . But I swear that those are peetas cinnamon stars! " I laughed .

Haymitch face grew hard :,, I baked them myself. ! " he smiled holding the cookie in front of my nose . I was a bit suspicious cuz I never thought he could actually bake but I grabbed the cookie and took a bite . First it was as hard as a stone . Second it was totally oversalted and overspiced . What the hell should I do . I saw in haymitch eyes that were full of expectation . I forced myself to put the whole cookie in my mouth and tried to chew it. After a time I swallowed it and smiled .,, haymitch . Those cookies are sooo delightful !" I said . Haymitch's smile grew wider and he said :,, good that I made about 5 baking trays of those !"

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