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{A/N: Hi, lovely readers! I'm just popping in to remind you; don't be ghost readers!! Comment, vote, rant, just let me know you're here! Love you! xxAv}

At one Jon dropped Cici off at church.
Although masses were usually long, and the priest seemed to drone, Cici loved church. She loved God. When people would ask her what the most important things in her life were, she would always answer "Family, God, friends, music, books and chocolate. In that order."
Christmas mass was always very long, but it didn't bother her.
"How was church?" Jon asked as Cici got into the car.
"It was very nice, thank you." She responded as they started driving down the road. It was about two thirty now, mass had been very long.
"So, everyone is watching television, or sleeping, so if you want you can go to the guest room and set up your laptop and phone." Jon said once he parked the car.
"Okay, thanks, Jon." Cici said.
Once they got inside Jon went to the living room to watch a movie, and Cici sat next to him, nuzzled into his side, setting up her laptop and phone.
After she set up her laptop and phone she downloaded some apps for her phone and saved some website bookmarks on her laptop.
She decided to text Lin.
2:43-Cici: A phone! You spoil me. I love you so much, thank you for the present. I burst into tears when I opened it. Send me the numbers of everyone and Vanessa. Love you.
2:45-Lin: You are so welcome, amor. Merry Christmas. I'll send you the contacts soon.
Then, she decided to set up a few social media platforms.
She opened a Twitter, an Instagram and a Tumblr, all with the same URL.
3:02-Cici: Hey, I just got a Twitter and an Instagram and a Tumblr. Go follow me, it's cici.rod
3:04-Lin: Sure. I'll text the others too.
Cici closed her laptop and phone and curled into Jon, him wrapping his arm around her shoulders and kissing her forehead.
"Love you, Jon, merry Christmas."
"Love you, Cici. Merry Christmas."

{A/N: Really short and disgusting, sorry. I'm posting twice today to make up for this crap. xxAv}

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