She knelt on the carpet in her new living-room, a big cardboard box in front of her, unwrapping ornaments. A lot of ornaments. Meghan bought her condo a month prior, and her friends threw her an extravagant housewarming party.
Being as festive as they were, though, they all made her ornaments for gifts. Once she finally felt more at home in the dwelling, she made the time to open the box. Maybe it was the newness of the place, and she just wanted to accustom herself to it, but more likely it was the daunting number of ornaments to open. Five or ten would be cute, but over two hundred ornaments was overwhelming. She couldn't bring herself to unwrap them right away; it was too stressful.
Christmas was approaching, though, and with that comes decorating. Oh no, Christmas. . . Meghan thought. It only now occurred to her what that would mean: even more ornaments. Most people would look forward to ornament exchanges, but when your only friends are elves, and you have hundreds of them, well your outlook on ornaments is a little different.
Being as festive as they were, though, they all made her ornaments for gifts. Once she finally felt more at home in the dwelling, she made the time to open the box. Maybe it was the newness of the place, and she just wanted to accustom herself to it, but more likely it was the daunting number of ornaments to open. Five or ten would be cute, but over two hundred ornaments was overwhelming. She couldn't bring herself to unwrap them right away; it was too stressful.
Christmas was approaching, though, and with that comes decorating. Oh no, Christmas. . . Meghan thought. It only now occurred to her what that would mean: even more ornaments. Most people would look forward to ornament exchanges, but when your only friends are elves, and you have hundreds of them, well your outlook on ornaments is a little different.
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