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No matter what progress Mike had made with his issues, it still wasn't really his style to make any plans with people for the holidays. Not this one, at least. So, he hadn't.
But he was in the kichen. Much like last year, he had beer. But, he also had a store-bought pumpkin pie. And a thing of turkey that he was just now putting in the oven. So guess that counted as progress of its own kind, too? He'd done something to acknowledge the holiday instead of just Netflix-and-beering his way through it.
Although, let's be clear: there was definitely still going to be both beer and Netflix. It was tradition. And wasn't that what holidays were all about?
[ooc: Open, of course.]
But he was in the kichen. Much like last year, he had beer. But, he also had a store-bought pumpkin pie. And a thing of turkey that he was just now putting in the oven. So guess that counted as progress of its own kind, too? He'd done something to acknowledge the holiday instead of just Netflix-and-beering his way through it.
Although, let's be clear: there was definitely still going to be both beer and Netflix. It was tradition. And wasn't that what holidays were all about?
[ooc: Open, of course.]
