Blue Christmas

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You had a poorly wrapped gift in your hand, it was for Miguel. It was Christmas, and you were giddy, about to give Miguel a present you spent days looking for. As you walked into his lab, you froze. He was crying. How odd. He never cried.

He cried like a little boy, wiping his tears with his palms. A monitor in front of him played a video of his daughter, Gabriella, opening presents on Christmas, with soft Christmas music playing in the background.

"{{user}}..." He mumbled to you.

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