CHAPTER 66

On the 21st, I walked into the Top Floor and was welcomed with a bombardment of Christmas decorations. Everywhere. Paul was at the receptionists desk, wearing an oversized Santa hat. "Guess what?" He said. "What?" "Christmas is in four days!" He squealed. I groaned "Yay. Family drama and cold weather." Paul scoffed, flicking my hand that was rested on the counter. "Um, why did you flick me?" "Because you're acting like a Grinch, Ms. Bah Humbug. Do you even want anything for Christmas?" Sebastian...