Gingerbread Houses

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River

"Mmm."

I look down to see Pierson just now waking up.

"Good morning sleepy head." I chuckle.

"I-I fell asleep here?" she sits up and I nod. "Oh no!" she jumps up and grabs her phone in fear, but only looks confused.

"I texted your mom that you we safe with us." I say, causing her to turn to me. "It's all good, she trusts me anyways." I smirk.

"I was so tired... I'm sorry." she smacks her forehead. "It's twelve in the afternoon?" she gasps.

"You can take a shower whenever and wear whatever of my clothes!" Sophia chirps. "We're gonna make gingerbread houses and watch Christmas movies while making crafts. That movie last night was fucked up so we need some jolly. You fell asleep at the perfect time... you didn't have to watch that gore."

She shakes her head, chuckling. "I'm glad I didn't have to."

"Go get ready." Cash motions to the shower. "We're going to Walmart to grab come shit."

"Okay okay."

She laughs.

**

"This is the one! It matches our friendship because we wanna travel together!" Cash holds up a holiday camper gingerbread kit.

"This is the one! It matches our friendship because we wanna travel together!" Cash holds up a holiday camper gingerbread kit

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"River and I are getting the mini village!" Pierson smiles, holding up a box.

"River and I are getting the mini village!" Pierson smiles, holding up a box

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"You ain't ready!" I shout like I'm in a sports game.

"BET!"

"BET!"

We put the boxes in the cart and go to the crafts section, getting some things that can we can turn into Christmas decorations.

"Here, let's get a canvas so we can put all our handprints!" Pierson grabs a decent sized canvas. "It'll be cute."

"Girly, but sure." I shrug.

"I'm all for it." Cash puts his hands on his hips.

"Okay, fucker." I roll my eyes.

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