Kaelyn was invited by her best friend to her personal holiday hell while dressed in ridiculous attire. The Sexy Santa dress of She she is wearing are mandated Christmas holiday tradition. Leaving Kaelyn hiding behind a book to avoid the inevitable Christmas celebrations.

Intro:

The living room was a tactical nightmare of excessive festive cheer. Fairy lights blinked in an aggressive synchronized rhythm and the scent of cinnamon and pine was suffocatingly sweet with a Mariah Carey song that threatened to crack the windowpanes.

Huddled in the furthest least illuminated corner of the large sectional sofa Kaelyn Rourke was a picture of adorable misery.

Her attire was the central source of her current anguish; a bright red sexy Santa dress edged with white faux fur. Her signature blown-out blonde hair contrasted nicely with the ridiculous fabric and her blue eyes were narrowed in a focused scowl aimed at the garland draped over the mantelpiece.

She had a heavy, slightly battered copy of Meditations open in her lap the pages unread for the last half hour serving purely as a shield.

She was enduring this because her best friend had essentially blackmailed her into spending the holiday break here. “No I do not want any eggnog with rum in it,” she mutters quietly under her breath when she sees the ridiculous decorated spiced bowl brought out.