"We need to do something."
Serena states this as she flops into the couch beside her curly-haired friend. "I mean, look around. Everyone is fucking miserable in this hellhole." She gestures around, as if sulking faces lie about, though they're in an empty sitting room. "The gloom and doom have become too much." The redhead nods gravely before clapping her hands. "So! I've decided a Christmas party should happen. Hosted by yours truly, because honestly, nobody else would be acceptable. Though I hardly think you'd make a decent party planner, I don't doubt that you'd struggle to get word spread under the radar." She sits back, raises an eyebrow. "Thoughts?"











