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“Mom! I need your help.” Betty appeared from her room, shards of tape from the dispenser stuck to her pj’s and fluffy socks. “I haven’t got FP anything for Christmas. I’ve got JB some Minecraft stuff she not so subtly sent me by accident on Whatsapp but...” Clearly, the girl was a little frantic over the gift giving nonsense. Last year, she’d bought him some nice aftershave but only because she knew Jug had used all of his... For Alice, Betty had got her an early edition of Alice in Wonderland - the book she used to read to Betty as a child. Before Betty left the fantasy genre for Nancy Drew-esque teen mysteries. And a tennis bracelet Alice had spotted in the antique store on their last walk around downtown. “I also haven’t got Pol anything...” The last confession laced with shame. She just wasn’t sure what to give her brainwashed sister who was currently detoxing from her cult lifestyle...
Oh shoot. Charles. Dammit, Betty really thought she had been on the ball this year...
