[Closed RP with Jaegerpilotbabysitter]
"Michael. You need central heating. It's cold."
Michael smiled as he stacked wood on Roberts arms. He had tried to convince the bodyguard to take Christmas off, but it hadn't happened like that. And Clara had reminded him that the bodyguard didn't really have anyone but them, so Michael had set up an extra room for him. He apparently did not like the fireplace heating system Michael had. But it was Christmas, so everyone was full of good cheer. Or eggnog. Mostly a bit of both.
They walked into the house, putting the wood down as they heard Arabella laughing. Michael walked into the room, Clara sitting on the couch as his daughter played with one of the farm dogs on the floor. It was a sight he had always wanted to see. He walked to the couch, leaning forward and kissing his wife.
"Havin' a good Christmas love?"
