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-Nikki- I still can't believe it. Shavo and the guys invited me to spend Christmas with them at their house! I was already preparing myself to spend this holiday in a miserable way as already done in the years before, but instead I'll have company and it'll be a Christmas with a real "family" made of people who appreciate me as I am, make me feel good and don't judge me as my biological family did. I'm so excited! After coming home from work, since I've got nothing to do, I already start packing, better early than late. I open my closet and in that moment I realize I haven't got too much formal or elegant clothes that are suitable for a holi

-Nikki- «Good morning!» I greet the guys, joining them in the kitchen. «Good morning to you!» Shavo and the others answer. «Are you guys okay? Did you have some issues because of too much food?» «I think John farted all night long» Serj says «I heard some strange noises.» John turns and glares at him. «That's not true!» «Who knows...» «Good morning world!» The shouted salute of the guitarist makes us jump scared; Shavo glares at Daron, who ignores him and approaches happily. «Next time you try to wake us up so early on Christmas day I'll beat the shit out of

Three days later Hilary and I meet again at the same bar for a drink; this evening there is some animation thanks to two guys who, as a singer&guitarist duo, play and sing in acoustic version many latest hits, older stuff and even some vaguely country songs, they're good but they're quite dull. While waiting for my drink I've chatted a bit with the barman, who has told me that the bar owns the guitar the guys are using and it can be requested from anyone to play there; I've played the guitar for years and I decide to give it a try even if I'm already shaking for the anxiety. Shit. «For how long do you think they'll go on?» I ask Hil

«Okay, I gotta stop, I'm about to explode» Shavo slurs, falling on the couch near John. «Ahahah, you suck» Daron replies while taking the last mouthful of food. «And I, instead of eating a shitload of stuff, eat light» Serj says peacefully. «Well, you're a vegetarian so barely half of Christmas typical food is suitable for you...» «The girl isn't kidding, though» Daron then adds, turning to face me. «I'm tiny but this doesn't affect the fact that I eat a lot» I shoot back, grimacing. «That's called fast metabolism.» «Ahah, I know.» «Well, what about doing so

«Good morning» Daron yawns coming in the kitchen. «Good morning to you, sleepyhead!» I answer, sitting at the table and having breakfast; Serj waves, too busy eating to talk. «How can you be so spry in the early morning?» he mutters back, sitting and fighting to keep his eyes open. «Are you blind? When did you see me being spry?» I laugh, trying not to choke myself with the food «I'm just in a good mood, but it doesn't necessarily mean I'm peppy.» «Share your joy with me so I'll rejoice with you» he says, pointing his elbows on the table, with his heads between the hands. «I wil

Once we've arrived in the shop we snoop around; the place is big and clean. We catch a glimpse of Nikki who's busy tidying up things; she recognizes us when she lifts her head up and happily waves, then goes back to her work. «Hello, how can I help you?» A man appears in front of us: he's not older than 30 and has got foxy hair, eyes of a dull green and a bunch of freckles on cheeks and nose, after all he's got a nice appearance. The first impression of him tells me he's a good guy. «Hello, are you the owner of this ship?» «In flesh and bone!» he answers, smiling. «My name's Derek. What can I do for you?

«Good morning» I greet arriving at my work place early. «Good morning Nikki» Derek, the owner of the shop, is already here and greets back gently. «You look a bit worn out. Are you okay?» That's strange, I didn't think this man could be talkative and caring towards his employees. «I'm okay, just had a quite hard night» I lie, with unusual ease. «Oh, okay... we're about to start the new work day.» I quickly go to check myself in the mirror in the bathroom: that's perfect, the make-up is doing its job, no signs are visible on my face. Let's get ready for another work day... «Nikki!» S