rikkilee-robertson

It was the night before Christmas and all through the house – everyone wasn't just stirring, they were wide awake. This was no ordinary household mind you, everyone there was nocturnal; they slept all day and woke at night. Jenna was busy feverishly writing Christmas cards to friends, family, colleagues and anyone else she thought she should, shoulder-length red hair shimmering under the lamp light. She was wearing a woollen green sweater with a picture of a felt reindeer with a bright red nose. Its' nose was supposed to light up but this had long since stopped working and she didn't really mind. Olivia was rigging up the Christmas lights,