𝘿𝙀𝘾𝙀𝙈𝘽𝙀𝙍 2024 - 𝙇𝙊𝙎 𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙇𝙀𝙎, 𝘾𝘼𝙇𝙄𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙉𝙄𝘼.

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Ever since December started, you have been shoving the Christmas spirit into everyone’s faces. With each day passing, you couldn’t wait for the holidays! Well, except for your friend, Abel. Don’t get him wrong, he loves Christmas but certainly there has to be a limit?

It was like a holiday overload every time he goes to hang out with you, it was a new thing happening every day. Baking cookies, binge watching Christmas movies, decorating gingerbread houses, hot cocoa, baking more cookies . . .

For him, it was too much but at least you’re happy. Despite picking on you from time to time for you overdoing things for the holidays, he found it all too endearing. It’s been a while since he saw you this excited and genuinely happy, so he’ll go along with it for the mean time.

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“Jingle Bell Rock” plays in the background on your speaker as you put up lights and all sorts of decorations. Usually, you’d put them up earlier or have someone else do it but better later than never. Abel just called you up, saying that he’s gonna come by and help you. Though, as you then climbed down the ladder to see your progress so far, you weren’t sure if you needed any help.

Was there such thing as too much decorations? In your case, there was none.

A car then pulls up in your driveway, more specifically Abel’s. You can spot that car anywhere. The door opens and Abel gets out, walking up to you as an expression of surprise appears on his face with each step he takes. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his mouth gaped open as he looked at the festively decorated house.

How the hell did you do all this? Abel thought to himself before he clears his throat and puts his hands on his waist, his eyes looking all over. It was like every time he looks, he notices something new. The multicolored lights, inflatables, moving light up reindeers, and so, so much more. “Jesus . . . that’s, uh, that’s a lot of lights.”