Under the Mistletoe

I don’t know her name or what apartment she lives in, but I can't get her out of my mind. Too bad I can't interact or even say “hi” because I'm awful with women. I’d give anything to spend time with her, and I unfortunately get my chance when she knocks on my door asking to borrow my kitchen for the night. How could I turn down such a sweet smile on Christmas Eve? Even if the thought terrifies me. Maybe tonight will be a Christmas miracle and I’ll carry on a whole conversation…or I’ll hide in the bathroom all night.

I’ve tried countless times to talk to him, laying on the charm, but he always runs away. It’s giving me a complex. When my power goes out on Christmas Eve, and I have to finish cooking desserts for the next day, I’m shocked to find he lives across the hall from me. I’m given a real gift, one whole night with the adorable man who avoids me like it’s his job. Time to work some Christmas magic.