Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-26911558-20191209035402

You've just left the local tavern on a snowey Christmas Eve. You're walking back with a kind White Horn that you've become good friends with over the years. She huffs into her hands to keep them warm as you walk along, eventually reaching a point where you have to go seperate ways. "So...  I guess I'll see you at New Year's?" She asks.

"Of course!" You answer, a smile on her face. She smiles and looks away.

"That's good...  Okay...  Merry Christmas!..."

"Merry Christmas!" You reply as you go your seperate ways. Once you reach home, you get into your pajamas and crawl into bed, cursing how cold it is. You manage to get some sleep, but an hour later, you hear a loud "Bump!" on your roof. You jump out of bed as you hear what sound like footseps walking across it before they stop. You grab an old cane and rush out the door to see what's going on. To your surprise, it's your White Horn friend who's traded their normal attire in exchange for an open cleavaged santa suit.

"What are you doing?!" You demand, more shocked than mad.

"I was trying to be cute and go down the chimney to give you a gift, but then I realized how small your chimney was...  And now I'm too high up to get down..." She answers with a beet red face.

WWYD? 