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CHRISTMAS SPECIAL ✎ . . . what could have been
A/N; this chapter won't include rick or any of the main group besides glenn. this is more of what christmas could have been if the world hadn't gone to shit, so camila would have never met rick or any of the others. you do not have to read this chapter, it isn't relevant to the plot or storyline at all. i simply thought it would be a cute thing to do for christmas! :) xx also, if you're wondering why i haven't updated in so long, this is why. this chapter took me so long to write it's not even funny😭😭 enjoy what could have been;
camila's home buzzed with the warmth of festive decorations and the comforting scent of cinnamon and pine. the soft glow of twinkling lights cast a magical ambiance as camila, her husband; anthony, and their daughter; charlotte eagerly prepared for the most anticipated day of the year—christmas.
in the heart of their cozy living room, the family gathered around a beautifully adorned christmas tree, each member taking turns hanging ornaments that held cherished memories. charlotte's eyes sparkled with excitement as she carefully placed an ornament she had crafted in school, capturing a snapshot of her creativity. camila exchanged a glance with anthony, sharing the silent joy of parenthood.
the doorbell rang, and camila's older sister luci entered with a burst of energy, a swirl of snowflakes clinging to her coat. luci's vibrant laughter filled the air as she embraced camila, spreading contagious enthusiasm. in tow was luci's boyfriend derrick, a thoughtful man with a warm smile that never failed to instantly charm everyone.
glenn, camila's best friend since middle school, arrived with a mountain of gifts, his infectious grin widening as he joined the festivities. the room echoed with laughter and heartfelt conversations as they exchanged stories, relishing the shared history that had woven their lives together.
camila, with her apron adorned with floury handprints from the day's baking, led the group into the kitchen. the aroma of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air, creating a symphony of holiday scents. charlotte, armed with a mini apron, stood on a step stool, eagerly contributing to the culinary creations under her mother's watchful eye.
as the clock ticked closer to christmas eve dinner, the kitchen transformed into a hub of culinary artistry. anthony and glenn took charge of the savory dishes, luci and derrick lent a helping hand, their laughter and banter adding a joyful cadence to the kitchen's bustling energy.
the dining table, adorned with festive linens and glittering candles, became a canvas for culinary masterpieces. camila, with a glint of pride in her eyes, surveyed the spread—the golden-brown turkey, cranberry sauce glistening like rubies, and several side dishes that showcased the culinary prowess of the eclectic group.
as the feast unfolded, conversation flowed like a gentle stream, weaving through tales of shared memories, dreams, and the simple joys that defined their lives. the laughter resonated, creating a soundtrack to the celebration of love and togetherness.
after dinner, the group migrated to the living room, where the glow of the fireplace cast a warm ambiance. The twinkling lights on the tree danced in harmony with the crackling flames. camila distributed presents, each wrapped messily since the mother always did things at the last minute. she was always such a procrastinator.
charlotte's eyes lit up with delight as she unwrapped a gift—a cherished storybook that had been one of camila's favorites in her childhood. luci and derrick exchanged thoughtful tokens of affection, while glenn presented camila with a nostalgic photograph capturing a moment frozen in time, a testament to their enduring friendship. she absolutely loved it, of course.
as the evening unfolded, the group engaged in spirited games, from classic board games to a lively round of charades. the room echoed with laughter and the occasional playful banter, creating memories that would linger like the echoes of a joyous symphony.
"remember the time we tried to sneak downstairs to catch santa?" luci chuckled, a nostalgic glint in her eyes.
camila grinned, the memory unfolding like a cherished story. "yes, and we got caught in all of the wrapping paper. mom found us with glitter all over our faces."
derrick, with a warm smile, added, "well, it's the memories that make these celebrations unforgettable."
the conversation shifted as anthony, with a twinkle in his eyes, teased glenn about their high school escapades. "remember the time we tried to build a snow fort that ended up looking more like a snow pile?"
camila grimaced, "that was just a disaster. didn't you guys get stuck in there?"
glenn laughed at the memory, "oh, come on! that was a work of art—and it was anthony's fault that we got stuck!"
as the night wore on, the living room echoed with laughter and heartfelt exchanges. charlotte, with the innocence only a child possesses, animatedly described her favorite part of the day—decorating cookies with luci and derrick. luci beamed at the compliment, her eyes meeting derrick's in a shared moment of joy.
the room resonated with glenn's storytelling, each tale more embellished than the last, drawing peals of laughter from the group.
as the night embraced them, the group found solace in quiet conversations and shared glances that spoke volumes. the tree, adorned with memories and presents, stood as a silent witness to the bonds that had been strengthened and the love that had been celebrated.
the dialogue wove through the night like a melody, each word contributing to the symphony of connection and camaraderie. in the midst of the holiday cheer, the true magic of christmas revealed itself—not just in the presents and decorations but in the laughter, stories, and shared moments that created a tapestry of love and togetherness.
midnight approached, and the air was charged with a sense of magic. content faces revealed the depth of the shared joy.
camila and anthony exchanged glances that spoke volumes—an unspoken acknowledgment of the love and bond that anchored their family as they watched a little charlotte sit on the floor with glenn, the two playing with dolls together.
the night concluded with a quiet moment by the fireplace, where the flickering embers cast a gentle glow on the faces of the tired yet elated group. as the embers dwindled, the echoes of laughter and shared stories lingered, creating a tapestry of memories that would be revisited in years to come—
