Thomas' usually immaculate apartment was a bit of a disaster area, to put it mildly. A large tree took up a corner, obscuring the Pirates of Penzance poster, and scenting the entire room with the fresh bite of pine. Boxes of ornaments stood neatly around said tree, waiting to be placed on the branches. And that was the full extent of the
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She shifted her packages to one arm and knocked on the door a few times before just waiting. "Thomas? It's me!"
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"Of course it's you," he answered with a grin as he threw open the door, "Nobody tries to knock down my door like my baby sister."
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