When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E145

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When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E145

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 145

I just nodded my head, afraid to speak. “Okay?”

I nodded again. “O-okay.”

She grinned at me. “Great.”

~~~

When we were all called over to open our gifts, I

was surprised when I was handed one. It was the

bag I’d seen Savannah bring downstairs and place

under the tree. Savannah obviously wasn’t expecting

a gift by the way she grinned happily when one was

shoved into her hands. “I didn’t realize that I was

getting a gift, too,” she murmured.

She opened the bag and her eyes widened slightly.

Her fingers pulled the cloth from the bag, examining

it closely before she turned to me. “Is this the cloth?”

I nodded with a small smile on my lips as I opened

my gift. I glanced over at her from the corner of my

eye and saw her biting her lip, gnawing on it like a

hamster. Instead of frowning like she’d expected, I

grinned widely. “I’m totally playing this when I get

home,” I announced.

She looked at me and nodded excitedly. “It’s so

awesome!” she exclaimed. She scooted closer to me

on the couch, flipping the game over on her lap and

then holding it closer so I could see it. “You can play

with three other people. It’s so cool; you can trash

houses, crash cars, and even have your own

custom made house. You can have a family; you can

kill your family. You can have pets.”

She fixed her glasses as I smiled. “Sierra and I are

going to be playing this all day tomorrow. Thanks,

Savannah.”

She frowned. “How’d you know it was me?”

“You made it so obvious. A normal person doesn’t

gnaw on their lip like a woodchuck while someone is

opening a gift,” she bumped my shoulder with her

own while I examined the game. I noticed that our

legs were lightly touching, causing me to

involuntarily shiver. I hope it wasn’t noticeable. I

looked over at Jer who was on the opposite couch;

he snorted in laughter.

Someone coughed and I looked up. I thought it was

going to be her father, maybe telling us that we were

sitting a bit too close and remind us that this is a

family gathering. I was surprised when I saw

Jeremiah, a smirk sitting on his face as his extended

arm shook above our heads. I looked up and saw a

mistletoe in his grip, right above Savannah and I.

Kiss her, kiss her, kiss her. Instead of actually kissing

her, I watched as she awkwardly laughed and

blushed before turning away. I wish I would’ve

kissed her.