Literature
i can't do the fluff thing that well
Some things could be set right, Jared decides, as he continues wrapping the box up. Yes, 99 percent of his Christmas memories were complete and utter shit, as well as Emily's, but he figured since they weren't children anymore that this would be a perfect opportunity to reset all of that. No matter how cheesy it sounds, this is going to be a good fucking holiday for all of them. Picking up the box, Jared races down the stairs and into the living room. He takes a few moments to look around the room.
There's a Christmas tree off to the corner of the room with ornaments strung on it, four stockings hung from the mantel and several ot