Nov 26, 2025
Thinking Christmas || Open
The weather outside wasn’t quite frightful yet, but winter was, indeed, coming. With the fall of fall and the frigid wind brushing her lips to kiss the flora outside, Rosanna was feeling the cold. And by that, she was in the mood to deck the halls. Alpha house was blasting the sweet sounds of Sabrina Carpenter’s ‘A Nonsense Christmas’, and other holiday favorites was on shuffle. The smell of cinnamon and pine filled the air. And there, the tiniest Who™ of Greek row stood humming along as she went about her holly jolly