Pennyville, Rhode Island
Harold was at Dunkin Donuts, giving donuts to the customers. The smell of donuts and coffee filled their nostrils. Jingle Bell Rock was playing on the radio. Harold clenched his teeth, as he heard the classic Christmas tune.
"Ugh! Where are the normal songs?" he asked. "All I been hearing all day is Christmas music!"
"Tis the season for Christmas tunes!" said a girl. "I'd like that red velvet donut, please!"
"Yeah, sure," said Harold. He gave her red velvet donut, laced with red frosting, and sprinkles. "Enjoy."
"Thanks, sir!" said the girl. "Merry Christmas!"
"Yeah, you have a nice day, too," said Harold. Frosty The Snowman was now playing, much to his chagrin.
Harold didn't have any Christmas spirit.
This story was written on Thursday, December 1st, 2022.
A/N Oh, Harold! Where's that Christmas spirit? Christmas songs are supposed to be playing on the radio! Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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