Third Floor Common Room; Friday Evening [12/17].

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In light of nothing holiday related trying to kill them this year (so far), it had been decided that morning over radio that the best way to celebrate this was by decorating the Christmas Troy. And Astrid had had plenty of time at work to gether up a lot of supplies, and she'd even brought Christmas cookies and made some mulled apple cider and pepperment cocoa to really enhance the atmosphere, jazzy Chirstimas classics spilling out of her phone (and different ones, too, at that, not the same one over and over again, so that was nice!). She had popcorn and string if anyone wanted to make their own popcorn garlands, too, but there were plenty of basic ready-to-go ornaments and garlands, tinsel and lights, to be use to drape over Troy, who stook there in the center of the room as still as a statue, arms lifted, as he was all decked out in festive cheer.

"I swear," he said, "if all this attacks while it's on me...I guess there are far worse ways to go."

Astrid just smiled indulgantly at him while carefully fitting one of those glowing red noses that the gremlins had the other day into place.

"...this nose," Troy commented, "smells like special drink."


[[ am i likely to get eaten by work today? Yes. Did my kids apparently still want to be ridiculous, especially when it meant possibly being ridiculous on repeat? Also yes. Is the post definitely open for anyone who wants to come gawk at/participate in decorating the Christmas Troy? HELL YES.

For the uninitiated ]]