New York City, Wednesday Night
The Condo looked just as it had when Tim had left for London a few months ago, except that it now had a Christmas tree, and a fair amount of presents under it.
Tim was trying not to dwell on the fact that this was one of the first Christmases they could actually afford a tree, much less have room for one.
In any case, there was music, there was egg nog, and there were holiday movies playing on the VCR. Sorry, no DVD or HD yet.
There was also a Banshee, her husband and oldest daughter, an Elf Princess and her boyfriend, an ancestral spirit, and a bannik in attendance. And a hobgoblin was serving drinks and snacks. Happy Holidays.
[Open to all, specially Tim's friends. Up early due to working late.]
Tim was trying not to dwell on the fact that this was one of the first Christmases they could actually afford a tree, much less have room for one.
In any case, there was music, there was egg nog, and there were holiday movies playing on the VCR. Sorry, no DVD or HD yet.
There was also a Banshee, her husband and oldest daughter, an Elf Princess and her boyfriend, an ancestral spirit, and a bannik in attendance. And a hobgoblin was serving drinks and snacks. Happy Holidays.
[Open to all, specially Tim's friends. Up early due to working late.]