Drabble #8: Tinsel
Randy Orton felt out of place. Surely, there was something else he could do to get out of participating in the charity work of Christmas tree decorating with the local children.
"Mr. Orton," the little monster yanked on his coat not frazzled by Randy's death glare, "Will you help me decorate the tree?"
Randy sighed and nodded his head as he held the little boy up to throw tinsel over everything. As Randy placed the little boy back on the ground, he burst out laughing seeing his holiday garland had missed the tree and covered RKO from head to toe.
