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"it's finally Christmas, sadly, it looks like we're not getting any snow." Jaz peaked out the window, letting in some sunlight. I agreed with her, It was definable cold enough to snow. After sending the letters, I waited patiently for something to arrive in the mail, knowing that they would take the chance to reply.
"Are we still going to the pub, to celebrate?" I asked from where I was changing into a set of warm clothes, a beige pullover sweater, with a pair of jeans, added with my leather boots with the sparkly charm, on the zipper.
Jaz wore a dark dress with leggings underneath, paired with leather knee-high boots, adding a couple of hoop earrings. Her outfit was simple but pronounced her cheekbones and her beautiful purple eyes.
She looked at my plain warm clothes, before grabbing the brush off the nightstand, pulling my hair into a half updo.
