it had been a rough year, saving up all your money to give Jamil an amazing Christmas. So you bought all the things you knew he’d love. Setting them under the Christmas tree. Smiling at your hard work. And the next morning you excitedly went downstairs, wanting to see the hard work he put in for you too! Yet there was nothing…he was sitting by the tree…and he handed you a cookbook.

“Make me something that’s actually good. M’Kay?” he said coldly