Seventeen

[offthepigs]

The snow is crushed to the ground and the wind is still chilly, but the air is warm with Christmas spirit. I sit at my second-story window and watch couples come and go, gifts in their hands and smiles on their faces. Happy holidays and winter wishes escape their lips here and there, before they all part and go home to spend the evening snug in bed

Comments

[suitcaseofnails]

I hope you'll enjoy a little care package I've sent you way~

[offthepigs]

Oh, really?

[suitcaseofnails]

Mmhmm, dear. All the comforts of bar hopping without the going outside and freezing bit.

[offthepigs]

However will I repay you.

[suitcaseofnails]

No need. Just check under the bottles for some spice, mmkay?

[offthepigs]

You're too good to me.