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All right. Gingerbread houses. Tis the season, I get it, but things randomly showing up in our rooms - does that happen a lot, or only on special occasions? [lol Cooper snuck into Kirk's room to find out about the fun new things wardens got. :c]

And what the hell is this I'm hearing about mistletoe?

Right. 'Santa.' What is this bullshit?

Fine, fine. Jake needs a new pair of hockey skates. And a baseball; I promised I'd teach him how to catch. [Brood. Brood brood quiet, brief pause for brooding.] Get it signed by the Yankees or something while you're at it. Maybe the fucking Easter Bunny can deliver it.

Get Tess that new....holiday Barbie? Whatever princess thing is big, lately. No, scratch that, get her a real doll, dollhouse sized. Nothing creepy looking, like those old ones. Something, I don't know. Princess themed. She's got a thing for those.

Since money's no object, how about a new car for Michelle. And that necklace she was looking at in October. I know she wanted it.

And I want ~~Moses' head on a platter~~ ~~to go home~~ world fucking peace.

Fucking ship.

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Nice to know the Admiral's got the widely accepting holiday spirit, too. [He sees your forced Christmas decorating, Admiral, and he...doesn't care but it pisses him off anyway because fuck you, Admiral.]

Don't tell me I have to give you the line about sacrificing freedom for comfort.

"What line is that?" [She asks with all the sincerity and innocence in the world.]

The hell do they teach in school these days? [Grumble grumble grumble.] 'He who sacrifices happiness for safety deserves neither.'

[If he has to explain that comfort = safety, he is walking right on out. :|]

[She stared at him for a long moment before slowly rolling her eyes sideways in a dismissive kind of way that made it unclear whether she understood him or not.] "Are you unhappy?"

[He rolled his eyes in a very blatant, 'dear God, don't make me put up with the teenager' look.]

I'm sure not comfortable.

"That's too bad. You should look into that."

[Her sentiment was partially sincere and partially mocking. Hayley stood from the edge of the bed, though, trying to make the whole situation less casual. Kevin was hardly her friend.]

[Damn straight he was. Mouth twitching briefly at the corners, Cooper turned toward the door.] Yeah, I'll get right on that.

"I'd hope you're not one of those wardens that's going to go publicly whining about how mean the Barge has been to you." [Yes, she was teasing the old, ex-marine. Hayley moved to follow him toward the door, walking him out, as it were.]

[He rolled his eyes where she couldn't see him, though he did glance over his shoulder at her.] Whining is overrated.

[Hayley gave a small chuckle at that.] Goodbye, Kevin.

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