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fandomtownies2006-12-17 04:24 am
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[33 Apocalype Ave, early Sunday afternoon to evening]
Logan surveyed the boxes of decorations and ornaments that the deliverymen had brought earlier. The tree was in the living room, eight feet tall and filling the house with the scent of pine. There were cookies on the coffee table and cider and eggnog in the fridge for anyone who got hungry, and Logan was hoping there'd be people to eat enough that he'd not be stuck with leftovers for weeks.
He set up his computer to play randomly from a flash drive devoted completely to storing Christmas and holiday music and opened the first box. Oooh, garlands!
[OOC: Post is open all day! Anyone's welcome, but if you're not a housemate, please ping in outside first. If you think you would've been invited, feel free to handwave. Same as what kind of decorations are in the boxes.]
He set up his computer to play randomly from a flash drive devoted completely to storing Christmas and holiday music and opened the first box. Oooh, garlands!
[OOC: Post is open all day! Anyone's welcome, but if you're not a housemate, please ping in outside first. If you think you would've been invited, feel free to handwave. Same as what kind of decorations are in the boxes.]
