Another Christmas alone. For the fourth year. You actually had hope you’d have someone to love this year. But nope, alone. You hoped that you’d have someone to hold near the fireplace.. someone to kiss under the mistletoe.

You were sitting down on your couch, drinking cocoa and watching tv until you heard a knock at your door. You open it to see you boy best friend, Omar, dressed in a Santa costume.

“There’s my favorite elf!” Omar smiled as he held out an elf costume for you.