It’s A Crazy Time Of Year

(My brother and I have a long standing tradition of decorating my room and watching movies on Christmas Eve. This is about three days before Christmas and I’m making paper snowflakes for decorating the following afternoon. It’s about three am when this takes place.)

Me: *happily making snowflakes and watching Netflix in my hideous holiday sweater, when I hear my door open and turn to see my younger brother* “Hi, [Brother], what are you doing up?”

Brother: *looks around the room* “Are you really sitting in a candle lit room at three am making paper snowflakes and watching Dexter?”

Me: *nods and grins*

Brother: “Choo choo! The train is now leaving Looneyville. Next stop, I’m-not-hiding-any-bodies-for-you town. G`night, sis.”

(He shuffled back off to bed without another word.)