"get up, would ya!"

sean nudged your left arm with his foot, a playful grin forming on his face. the air in the camp was cold, but spirits were high.

"it's christmas, ya ol' fucker!"

although the gang often tried not to celebrate things like christmas, they always found a way to. and, like a child, sean always found himself excited by the holiday. there were few gifts, but he didn't care! it was the festive season, after all.