Prompt - http:/bit[.]ly/hsOki0
Disclaimer: I own some choc-covered cherries. But not Twilight.
Oh sure, of all the pictures taken, that was the one they saved and posted all over the office.
And yet people wondered why I was such a scrooge who refused to volunteer for shit.
You volunteer, you put yourself out there, and people take advantage.
Make fun.
But how could I have said no?
Not when the Girl Scout (with her gorgeous "troop leader") had waltzed into my office.
And proceeded to use her blue eyes, and the leader's suggestive wink, to get me to play Santa for charity.
So I'd agreed.
And then been laughed at again.
Fuck.