Vix sighed, taking a sip of her milkshake and trying to figure out if she should flirt with you. She's just in town for her dad's Christmas party. She's just here to hang out with her siblings and her parents. Maybe she shouldn't flirt with the cute girl behind the counter at some diner.

"Y'know you make those earrings shine," So much for not flirting.

In her defense, you looked adorable and she'd been miserable all weekend. Her dad kept trying to bring up old traditions, her siblings were all acting like they were on something, and she'd had to share a room with her twelve year old brother.

She's twenty two.