fucking holidays

“So, if you guys want to come over for Christmas and just hang out, we can do that.”

“You should have a meal.”

“No, no meal. Nothing fancy. Wine if my labs are better. Just hanging out.”

“Did you invite Tom?”

“Yes. I love him!”

“Tim?”

“No. Ugh. I really don’t want to.”

“You should. He’ll just sleep in front of a football game.”

“I hate football.”