Me in the shower:
2% washing
8% singing
90% winning fake arguments.
"It's Christmas, it's Christmas, it's Christmas" I sing happily as I turn around in my room dancing. Christmas is one of my favorite parties. The presents, the family, the good food. My brothers left three days after my birthday. And I can promise you it was an emotional goodbye.
While I'm decorating my room, I'm singing Christmas songs. I feel two familiar hands grabbing my hips. "Hey," he says hoarsely in my ear when he puts a kiss in the hollow of my neck. "Hey," I say as I turn around and put my arms around his neck. I stand on my tips and kiss him briefly but lovingly. "Are you going to wear Lexi's present tonight as my Christmas present?" he whispers even more hesitantly in my ear. I can feel my head turning red
