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On the front counter was a small bag filled with sugar cookies, a few small candy canes, and a few pieces of assorted candy. Attached to said bag was a short note that read:

Happy Holidays.

-Vaughn

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A bag of candy, mostly chocolates and such, was left at each coworker’s station along with a note that read:

Happy Holidays or whatever. Don’t mention it.

-Neil

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The only good thing about having roommates was being able to split the rent and other living expenses three ways. Neil lived in the cheapest apartments also so he was practically paying nothing which was great on his part. Musicians don’t make as much as the media shows them making. Not to mention he was dropped and works two jobs earning around nine dollars an hour at each. 

The day seemed to drag on and honest to gods Neil was happy for once to be home. He casually tossed his stuff somewhere in his designated space and sprawled out on the couch. Shortly after, a strange scent wafted throughout the entire apartment. Neil scrunched his nose and sat up. 

What was that smell? Meatballs? No, it smelled like them, but also smelled like something else that he couldn’t put his finger on. He glanced over at the source of the scent to see one of his roommates in the kitchen. He rolled his eyes. Of course. 

I hope she enjoys her new job and co-workers!