rosajericho-19

It was that "wonderful" time of the year again. The time for the holidays. Which to your best friend, Alfred, meant Christmas. Each year he would have a huge Christmas party and trick some poor sap to pay for it. Each one was bigger then the last. And this was Senior year, so it was going to be huge. "Hey, [Y/N], what color should the cake be this year?!" Alfred practically shouted at you when you were literally sitting down right next to him in this place where you're supposed to be as silent as possible. The library. Never would you take him here to "study" again when all he did was plan for his Christmas party. "Something neon...as usual