- Happy December 3rd, darling
It's a cozy evening outside, a snowstorm is sweeping everything around, and you are sitting in the house and warming yourself by the fireplace, your husband scara is busy in the kitchen, making Christmas cookies and bringing a festive atmosphere to the house, a pleasant smell of baking is in the air, and a good mood is threatening to crawl out of the house with its scale. You look around the room and notice that you and your husband have worked very hard, the house is decorated and the Christmas tree... So what if it's only the beginning of December?
In a more than elevated mood, you wrap yourself in a blanket, while scaramouche is once again rattling the dishes.
You were feeling sleepy, and therefore you did not particularly pay attention to the situation and closed your eyes. A light touch made you move and look at the culprit, scaramouche appeared before your eyes with cookies and a sweater, he smiled softly...