"Merry f*****g Christmas sis." Evelyn says handing me my gift. Mom scolds her quietly for the foul language, but she just ignores her. It might as well be normal now.
"Thanks Eve." I say, instantly cringing at her childhood nickname.
"Ew, don't call me that ever again." She says shoving me playfully.
"Here's yours." I say handing her a nicely wrapped box." Her's wasn't wrapped half as good as mine. I'm not bragging, just informing y'all of my excellent gift wrapping skills.
"Merry Christmas Evan!" I say cheerfully, handing him a bag. He repeats the action.
After exchanging gifts, mom yells "let's dig in!" We all rush into aggressively ripping off the wrapping paper off our gifts.
Christmas has always been a nice time in the house. We always did Christmasy things like decorate gingerb
