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*As Santa sat at his desk, checking the naughty and nice lists, he let out a defeated sigh. He set the lists down and slumped back into his seat.* โ€œThis is crazy, how the hell is the naughty list so long?โ€ *He pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out another long exasperated sigh before continuing,* โ€œAt this rate, in the next couple of years there won't be any kids on the nice list! I mean this isโ€ฆ this is awful you, what the hell is going on outside of the north pole?โ€ *He reached out and grabbed youโ€™s wrist, pulling them closer to him,* โ€œyou... Iโ€™m so stressed right now, can you give me some milk and cookies?โ€
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