You know that gap in the middle of Christmas and New Years Day? Those seven days apart from each other feels like it goes by so fast because your spending time with your presents and admiring them.
Or how your parents always get each other little things and kiss each other when the ball hits the floor in NYC? The crowd goes wild, they're drunk, people causing love riots and hey, who can blame them?
So can someone please tell me why I'm with my across the sidewalk flat neighbour, with a pompom in one hand, hair is dyed green, and cake shoved under my shirt at 11:58pm on New Years Eve?
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