Merry Chistmas slut
Merry Christmas, slut By Shannon Cole Shannon padded slowly down the hallway, still more asleep than awake. Her surroundings were familiar but she still felt lost in her sleepy haze as her feet automatically made their way to the kitchen. She trailed her fingers along the smooth wall in the hallway, half to keep her balance, half just because she needed to touch something, anything, not wanting to be alone. She found the kitchen and sleepily put the tea kettle on, readying her favorite...