Page 75 of Going Viral for Christmas
I’m doing it.
Mom. I literally just said it’snew.
He didn’t have plans for the holiday and… I didn’t want him to be alone. So I asked.
That’s so kind of you, baby.
You’ve always had such a big heart, even when you pretend to be a snarky little hedgehog.
Did you call me a hedgehog?
An adorable, prickly one.
Oh, I need to deep clean theguest room.
Aunt Hilda stayed in there last when she visited for the 4th of July. There’s been a weird smell ever since.
Oh God.
What does he eat? Does he eat pie?
Too many visuals enter my mind with that question.
Is he allergic to anything?
I’m sure he can handle all of the above.
Fisher is coming too. FYI.
She gives a thumbs up on the Fisher info.
Oh honey, Soren has no idea what he’s walking into. The aunts are going to attack him. Your father will suddenly take up whittling just to “talk man to man.” And G-Ma’s going to fall in love with him and feed him until he can’t move.
Sounds about right.
I’m proud of you.
For opening up to someone again.
And also for snagging a fantasy villain with abs and a fanbase.
Wow. Thanks, Mom.
Nice to know none of my other achievements in life count unless they come with pecs and a ShelfSpace following.
Oh hush. I’m also proud of your books, your independence, your brains, and your perfectly arched eyebrow of judgment.
Let me have this. He’ssohot.
I’m not showing him this thread.
Too late. I already drafted a welcome banner.
“WELCOME TO OUR HOME, SOREN PEMBRY. PLEASE REMOVE YOUR SHIRT.”
I take it back. He’s not coming.
No refunds. See you both Thursday
