"Y/N, What the bloody hell is this supposed to do?" Newt asked as he tried to follow Y/N's instruction of decorating the homestead of the Glade with some weird glittery stuff sent up in a box. Y/N sighed, "Newt I told you to hang it over the beams and -" she cut herself off quickly, setting down the cookies down and laughing. "On second thoughts, don't, you look pretty like that love," she teased seeing that Newt had somehow wrapped himself up in tinsel.
