Dorian: Well, tomorrow is Christmas Day, and I won't be able to enjoy it, cause of no gifts! I have my parents to thank for that!
Iris: Dorian, knock it off!
Ariel: Put a sock in it, Dorian! You're getting Christmas money!
Radio: *playing All I Want For Christmas by Mariah Carey*
Dorian: *voice cracking* Its not fair! My Christmas is ruined!
Owen: *sighs* Here come the water works.
Dorian: *tears streaming down his face with choked sobs* My parents totally screwed me over!
Bob Kimball: Dorian, pull yourself together!
Brandon: Dude, you'll be getting what you want with your money!
Dorian: *choked sobs and eyes red* Nothing is open tomorrow!
Patricia: You're acting like a child! Stop that crying right now!
Dorian: *sobbing uncontrollably*
Iris: Can someone call his parents? I think he should go home.
Dorian: *still sobbing hysterically*
Bob Kimball: I can bring him home. What's his address?
Iris: South Main St.
Bob Kimball: Come on, Dorian.
Dorian: *sniffling and wipes his face*
Claire: Bye, Dorian! Have a Merry Christmas!
Dorian: Shut up! *storms out*
Iris: He is so rude! *shakes her head in disbelief*
Me: He's 15 years old! Yet, he's acting like a brat!
Ashley: Unbelievable!
This story was written on Saturday, December 24th, 2022. (Christmas Eve)
A/N Dorian is acting like a child!! Oh my gosh! 🙄 Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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