Christmas Eve isn’t like it used to be. Her mom was used to Reyna spending the Christmas Holiday at Hogwarts so their traditions have shifted over the years. Her mother was even seeing someone so they’d done much of their traditions before she’d gone to work this morning at eleven. Now though, it was five pm and Reyna made plans to be at Mug Shots after work to eat something and enjoy some cider and mulled wine while listening to people attempt to sing Christmas carols and classics at the karaoke machine. Bursting through the door she called out. “Who wants their drink paid for? The catch, I’m eating Christmas eve dinner with you and you’re dealing with it.”
















