Winter
Foggy was in high spirits. Had been since December started and grew even more ecstatic as the days rolled by and the holidays drew nearer. He never did outgrow his love for Christmas. There was just something about it that he could not get enough of even as an adult. The carolers, the fairy lights, the sugar cookies and just the general scent of it. Peppermint and pine and hot chocolate.
He had taken to decorating the law office. A small potted Christmas tree at the corner with dainty little ribbons, colorful garlands to line the windows, balls of holly to hang around the office and a wreath on their frosted front door. Nothing could dampened his mood.
Not even the old and ancient thing that was Nelson & Murdock’s heater. Okay, …show more content…
“ The Nelsons’ Annual Christmas Reunion.”
Her mouth formed a small ‘o’. “Foggy I-- that’s nice but I couldn’t impose on your family.”
He waved away her words. “Nonsense. My mother would love another mouth to feed and they’ll love you. Maybe not Aunt Mabel, but she doesn’t like anybody so she doesn’t really count. But we’re getting off topic here.”
He smiled at Karen who was looking at him like he had lost his mind.
“I won’t take no for an answer. So either you come with me or I’ll stay with you. We can read together.”
“Wow. No wonder you’re a lawyer. You drive a hard bargain.”
He rolled his shoulders in a smooth and smug motion that earned him a smack on the arm from Karen. “Is that a …show more content…
“Yes, it’s a yes.”
“Perfect.”
This was a great idea. The best one he had for a while now.
*
This was the worst idea. Foggy thought as he ran his hand through his hair as they walked to the kitchen which several relatives told him where his mother was.
His childhood house was bursting to the seams with the sheer amount of Nelsons that attended the party. Cousins, aunts, uncles, nephews and nieces. The place was filled with fifty different shades of blonde and the pleasant chatter that filled the air, so different from his quiet apartment, was music to his ear. It would have been perfect if not for his family mistaking Karen for his girlfriend. He had failed to take into account how long it had been since he last brought a girl to one of these things.
Not that Karen being his girlfriend was a bad notion in his book. It was the opposite, if he was being honest, but he wanted her to be comfortable. People assuming they were couple when they were not must be far from comfortable.
A groan escaped him as another cousin stopped them on their path to the kitchen to once again commented on how pretty his girlfriend was. Karen blushed red as a
Foggy was in high spirits. Had been since December started and grew even more ecstatic as the days rolled by and the holidays drew nearer. He never did outgrow his love for Christmas. There was just something about it that he could not get enough of even as an adult. The carolers, the fairy lights, the sugar cookies and just the general scent of it. Peppermint and pine and hot chocolate.
He had taken to decorating the law office. A small potted Christmas tree at the corner with dainty little ribbons, colorful garlands to line the windows, balls of holly to hang around the office and a wreath on their frosted front door. Nothing could dampened his mood.
Not even the old and ancient thing that was Nelson & Murdock’s heater. Okay, …show more content…
“ The Nelsons’ Annual Christmas Reunion.”
Her mouth formed a small ‘o’. “Foggy I-- that’s nice but I couldn’t impose on your family.”
He waved away her words. “Nonsense. My mother would love another mouth to feed and they’ll love you. Maybe not Aunt Mabel, but she doesn’t like anybody so she doesn’t really count. But we’re getting off topic here.”
He smiled at Karen who was looking at him like he had lost his mind.
“I won’t take no for an answer. So either you come with me or I’ll stay with you. We can read together.”
“Wow. No wonder you’re a lawyer. You drive a hard bargain.”
He rolled his shoulders in a smooth and smug motion that earned him a smack on the arm from Karen. “Is that a …show more content…
“Yes, it’s a yes.”
“Perfect.”
This was a great idea. The best one he had for a while now.
*
This was the worst idea. Foggy thought as he ran his hand through his hair as they walked to the kitchen which several relatives told him where his mother was.
His childhood house was bursting to the seams with the sheer amount of Nelsons that attended the party. Cousins, aunts, uncles, nephews and nieces. The place was filled with fifty different shades of blonde and the pleasant chatter that filled the air, so different from his quiet apartment, was music to his ear. It would have been perfect if not for his family mistaking Karen for his girlfriend. He had failed to take into account how long it had been since he last brought a girl to one of these things.
Not that Karen being his girlfriend was a bad notion in his book. It was the opposite, if he was being honest, but he wanted her to be comfortable. People assuming they were couple when they were not must be far from comfortable.
A groan escaped him as another cousin stopped them on their path to the kitchen to once again commented on how pretty his girlfriend was. Karen blushed red as a