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located in New York, a part of Their Lives As One, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks
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Sammie felt a rush of happiness hit her as she ran about the apartment. Her eyes caked with a happiness only the holidays could bring to the simple girl. She squealed, bouncing in place as the oven made the all too familiar ding! and a warm aroma of sugar cookies thickened in the air. Moving quickly, she shoved her hands into oven mitts and retrieved the hot pan of delights, shutting the oven door, and breathing in the scent that awakened a guilty homesick feeling in her gut. She swallowed it down. It was easier now, than it had been when she first fled those people who'd nearly ruined her whole hometown reputation. Between everything with her ex-best friend, and now long distance boyfriend, she was clearly biting off more than she could physically chew.

Her phone was playing the all too classic, Here Comes Santa Claus, on a loud volume she was sure Ellie would have something to say about. Ever since that night at that horrid club, where Sammie accepted the poor girl who'd been chewed and spit out of the mouth of Khloe, Sammie hasn't been able to not do everything with her. They're practically sisters, closer than Sammie ever was to anyone, and she's loving it. Ellie is everything Sammie wants in a best friend, and she does her best to return the favor to the sweet woman. Since they're both still 18, they've been figuring life out together, and she couldn't imagine it any other way.

"Fuck!" Sammie screeched as she had accidentally let her arm touch the hot cookie sheet, and she frowned in response. "I always do that.." She mumbled, and sighed as she ran some water over her arm, her mitts resting on the cold stove top. "Ellie?" She finally called out as she realized her little elf wasn't helping her prepare for the party, at least not in her immediate vicinity, where the most help was needed.

Their apartment, thanks to yours truly, had been completely re-decorated in Christmas cheer. There was a tree in the corner of the living room, attractively suited with appropriate ornaments. Sammie, being overly excited, had already wrapped and thrown gifts under the tree. There were a few for Ellie, one or two for Steve, and a few for some people coming over for the hopefully Annual Christmas Party Sammie had planned out. She hoped it'd catch, and she'd be the hostess every year. She couldn't even begin to describe the excitement pulsing in her veins as she squeezed out some icing for the fresh batch of cookies, drawing faces, and then going back and adding Santa hats on their heads.