Literature
A Pervert's Merry Christmas
Walking down the isle, holding hands, looking into each other's eyes.
The beeping sound of the register echoing throughout the whole store.
Colorful lights all over, holiday ornaments, Christmas decorations.
"Aren't we forgetting something?", Asked Jane, coming to a full stop, her gaze seemingly off.
Turning around, Ian dropped the shopping basket, letting out a long sigh.
"Let's see.", he mumbled, sifting through the groceries.
They both just sat there, tossing stuff left and right, trying to find what was missing.
In a moment of clarity, Jane's eyes widened. "Ian, did you get me a Christmas present?", she asked.
"Well, Santa has inside inf