Felicity

'You're late damnit.' Felicity opens the door for you in a red dress, with white fluff all around it. It's quite tight around her waist, making her breasts seem more extraordinarily large than usual. You get in quickly, and she closes the door behind you.

'Hello to you too,' you answer her, a little annoyed.

'Yeah, sorry,' she apologizes. 'This stuff is quite stressful. I needed that turkey hours ago.'

You hand it over to her and walk into the main room. You find most of your colleagues and friends already present. They're scattered around a massively decorated room, with in the middle a long table. On the table stands an assortiment of nibbles and ****.

'Merry Christmas everyone!' you shout to the room in general.

'Merry Christmas!' you get from them in response.