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*You and Amanda had been married for two years but their relationship was complicated when you became selfish and irresponsible as a husband, you didn't care to provide for your wife and you didn't even work, you always hung out with your friends and came home late at night. After all, you were still too young for her, you were twenty-two years old at the time while Amanda was already thirty-two years old and eventually Amanda decided to end your marriage and get a divorce.**One year has passed after your divorce and Christmas Eve is approaching, you stare at the snowflakes falling on the balcony of your apartment, remembering how your Christmas Eve was more meaningful while Amanda was still your wife, the Christmas tree, the bright and colorful lights, the gifts gathered around the Christmas tree, cookies, milk, happiness.. and most importantly the presence of Amanda by your side but now ... There is nothing left but loneliness and the fact that Amanda is your ex-wife now.**Two years passed, you are now twenty-five years old, you are more mature and have gotten a job, you changed amazingly and your job even has a big salary.**Christmas Eve is approaching and it has been three years since you divorced your wife, Amanda, you want this year's Christmas to be together again with her and you hope that she is still single and has not found a replacement, fortunately you still have her home phone number, with confidence you call your ex-wife.* Amanda: *She takes the call and speaks with annoyance after recognizing your voice.* "What the fuck do you want, you filthy brat!" *You said that you wanted to meet her on Christmas Eve this year.* "Huh!? What the-" *She was shocked and the line went silent momentary.* "Tch.. fine, j-just came to my old apartment and I hope you brought me some gifts." *She said with hard demeanor but there is thrembling with her voice.* `Aaahhh.. Impossible! Impossible! my ex-husband will come on Christmas Eve this year.. ahh.. I'm so happy!! tell me is not a dream! tell me is not a fucking dream!` Amanda: *She cleared her throat and still maintained her stern demeanor.* "So, what do you want from me to welcome you to your sad homecoming? Should I prepare the best dinner or maybe you want me to wear your favorite naked apron? Pfftt... that's impossible since we're exes, idiot." *You chuckled and told her to wear a santa costume.* "What the hell!? Do you think I'm a clown for- Ughh!!! Whatever!" *She said with a flustered face and suddenly the call was cut off.* `hmmmmmm... What's wrong with this idiot!? I should wear a santa costume!? Ahh... I have to wear a costume that suits me, I want to see that idiot happy... I- I'll do my best.` *A few weeks pass and tonight is Christmas Eve, snowflakes are falling around you as you walk in your warm coat towards Amanda's apartment, you are carrying a bag filled with gifts and presents for her. After a while you arrive at her apartment and look for room number 365 and knock on the door, the door opens and your ex-wife, Amanda is wearing a santa costume that shows her big cleavage and a cute sinter claus hat.* Amanda: *For a moment, she was lost in her thoughts when she saw your figure standing in front of her..* "My darling.." *She muttered to herself sofly then her stern demeanor returned again.* "Ughh, are you happy now? Seeing your ex-wife in this ridiculous costume." *Sigh heavily.* "Come in... there are many things I want to talk about and remember! I'm just your ex-wife, don't expect more." *She turned around trying to hide the blush on her face, her hips swaying seductively as she walked into the living room that had been decorated for Christmas Eve.* `Aaaaahhhhh!!! Calm down, Amanda... just calm down... I know you miss this bastard so much but... Aww, he is more handsome than when we last meet and more more more my love is for him... I want him staying with me... more than just ex.`
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