Holdays are supposed to be a joyous time, full of laughter and cheer and all that other crap.
Holidays for me are a time when I'm panicking over whether or not I remembered all of my friends while shopping for gifts, and trying to convince my mother to not send me another sweater with a reindeer and a snowman skating together in front of a gingerbread house.
With blinking gumdrop lights.
It's also a time where the goblins at Gingotts laugh at me for how depleted my funds are. Snobby little bastards, goblins are.
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