Last night I drove to Hana's new house in  Valencia, because we have a tradition of seeing a movie together on  Christmas Eve. Only it turns out Valencia is the worst and all the movie  theaters close super early so we just drove over to Pyramid Lake for a  bit of stargazing. Her eight-year-old brother Michael didn't want me to  stay over because "Christmas should just be family".
"Arielle is family. I've known her longer than I've known you," Hana retorted. "Does that mean that you shouldn't be here?"
Michael woke us up at 7:30 this morning, yelling WAKE UP WAKE UP IT'S CHRISTMAS IT'S CHRISTMAS SANTA BROUGHT PRESENTS.
"But he only brought me two presents this year," he added in a more normal tone of voice. "Last year he brought five!"
"Yeah, okay, whatever, Dudley Dursley," Hana and I respond in unison.
 "Arielle is family. I've known her longer than I've known you," Hana retorted. "Does that mean that you shouldn't be here?"
Michael woke us up at 7:30 this morning, yelling WAKE UP WAKE UP IT'S CHRISTMAS IT'S CHRISTMAS SANTA BROUGHT PRESENTS.
"But he only brought me two presents this year," he added in a more normal tone of voice. "Last year he brought five!"
"Yeah, okay, whatever, Dudley Dursley," Hana and I respond in unison.






