Four days until Christmas!
"I'm tired." Despite the fact that daylight was not a problem for her anymore, the strong morning light made her sleepy. This had always been her time of rest. Also it had been a ten hour flight from Europe and the stress of it had made her as weak as a puppy. A puppy with superhuman abilities, anyway.
"We'll we prepared the guest room for you," Mrs. Corvin said with a happy smile. "You go upstairs and rest a bit."
"Thanks mom," Michael said while she just went upstairs. He stayed behind to make small talk.
His parents were annoyingly nice. She wasn't a nice person – being nice did not come easy to her. They would need one of those Christmas miracles for her to be anything remotely similar to nice.
Thanks for RxR!