(25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS)

To be completely fair, you had told everyone you weren’t the best at decorating. But perhaps you didn’t exactly explain why that was the case. So this was inevitable.

The moment someone shoved the lights into your arms and told you to ‘hang them up!’ you’d known that disaster awaited.

At least Momo hadn’t taken too long to find you.

The lights were tangled around you, as you hung upside down from the ceiling. It was utterly impressive the way you managed to perfectly tie yourself up in the holiday lights. Your vision clouded with splotches of red and green.

“How-“ Momo began before sighing.

She knew better than to ask, though the question still remained in her mind.

“Help me down?”