My dad comes into my room and shouts, "Merry Christmas Anne!"

I groan, "I need my sleep dad, and merry Christmas as well".

He puts something on my dressing table and leaves, then my phone vibrate,

Jerk: Merry Christmas Anne, we are having a Christmas party at my house later, you should come

Me: Same to you and I'll be there

I look at the three gifts on my dressing table. I pick up one and it says, 'Merry Christmas Anne, from dad'

I open it, it's a new laptop, finally. The second one is from Stacy, it's that's dress I wanted online, but my dad was too busy to...