Chapter 14
Sawyer
I go to my own room after the movie ends, hoping it will encourage the others to do the same. I haul on the Christmas boxers I brought with me, added a pair of red suspenders and the Santa hat I stole from downstairs. I don’t have a beard, but the last thing I need is to rent one and have it ruined with the shenanigans I have planned.
And they are full shenanigans. The kind of make-up f*****g we both need. Our fight lasted a whole twenty-four hours and that is twenty-three and a half f*****g hours too long. I check myself out in the mirror for the fourth time.
Finally, I get a text from Zoey, telling me everyone’s asleep—even Tiffany. It’s nearly midnight and we’ve been up since eight. How did anyone last this long without a nap? I adjust my hat and text her to come t
