Isabella
25-year-old Isabella paid for her drink, collected her shopping and collapsed into an overstuffed chair near the fireplace.
She took a sip and closed her eyes, humming in contentment. She took another sip before putting the drink on the table. "I need to get these gifts wrapped before I get home." She said to herself as she pulled out some festive tissue paper, tags and gift bags.
No sooner had Isabella secured the final tag; To Phineas: With all my love, Isabella that someone sat across from her. Not just one someone but four someones.
"You finished?" Ginger sounded astonished as Isabella looked up and nodded. Baljeet turned to his wife. "I could have sworn that you said you had finished your holiday shopping weeks ago." Ginger shot him a look. "I did."
Gretchen slipped her winter coat off and curled up in another overstuffed chair. The brunette smiled at her husband. "I'll have a small peppermint hot chocolate." Ferb vanished into the long line at the counter.
Isabella looked at her friends. "I guess I can stay a little longer. We can't start dinner until we all arrive anyhow." She said with a light laugh.
AN: Merry Christmas and happy holidays to all. May 2017 be kind.