All I want for Christmas is YOU [1x1]

It was a cold December evening and from the 10th floor suite on Madison Avenue one could see the first flurries of winter beginning to fall from the sky. Although 10th floor suite boasts a large antique fireplace, it was not on, and the temperature of the room was nearly as cold as it was outside. The velour couches and vintage dressers were beginning to collect dust, and the heavy velvet curtains that surrounded the sash windows had become colorless and moth-eaten.

"Aww... Marcellus, darling, please stay?" A feeble voice beckoned from the shadowy corner of the room.

Her long nails gripped along the plush, crimson-colored carpet as she made her way toward him. All of her strength was exhausted in these slight, burdensome movements. Her skin was as white as a sheet, and skin of her wrists were purple and sunken in around two petite cavities near her veins. Although her hair was now thinning and she looked as if she hadn?t eaten for days, her bone-structure told the story of a once very attractive woman. Her now tattered evening dress showed that she came from status and wealth, and the look of her pleading eyes said that she has once known the feeling of love and mercy. But these hints at her past life were nearly faded now as she crawled toward the man, begging to keep his presence.

After she had made it nearly half way across the room she looked up at the statuesque man with her amber-green eyes. A tear fell from its inner corner and she outstretched her hand toward him, yet he didn?t move an inch.
Instead, the man simply brushed a straying bang of sandy blonde hair from face and closed the large wooden door behind him.

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The man walked with purpose down the bustling streets of Newhaven, adjusting his cashmere scarf as he went. Eventually his wandering led him to a small, yet historic English pub. The outside was painted an olive green and its painted sign was chipping at the corners. He couldn?t make out the wording for sure, but his closest guess was ?The Crane and Branch?. He wasn?t thirsty, but he ventured inside anyways, hoping that this journey to someplace new might cure his incessant boredom, if only for a moment.

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