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            “‘Twas the night before Christmas when all through the treehouse, not a creature was stirring —”            “Except for the eight misfits who stayed up to see Santy Claus!” Marshall interrupted Fionna as she attempted to tell her rendition of “The Night Before Christmas”.            “Hey! Way to ruin it!” Fionna laughed. Greeted with a hearty laugh from Marshall in return, she shrugged, “It was a boring story anyway.”            “Yeah, that was totes boring!” Ice Queen screeched, padding into the room carrying chips and salsa.            Fi

One. Two. Three. You counted waiting for him to finish and leave you in bed like he did every time he came into your room. He didn’t ask for permission because he knew you couldn’t object. He didn’t kiss you or hugged you wasn’t gentle or showed any affection to you what so ever. You knew he was simply using you and you let him. You had always admired him and slowly that admiration started turning into something prohibited. Something that was dangerous for people with a job like yours. You started developing feeling towards him. Of course they were purely platonic and you would probably never act on them. But being th