"I still can't believe it doesn't snow here during Christmas…" you muttered to yourself, shielding the sunlight from your face with your hand.
"Oh come on now, sheila, it's not that bad. You could be in the desert," commented your Australian boyfriend Jett, as he finished cooking some food for the both of you.
"…True," you agreed. You would be dying in the desert!
"Well, here's some food," he told you, tossing you a sandwich.
"Thanks!"
"No worries. I'm gonna go for a swim now," he said, removing his shirt, and jumped into the pool after telling you, "Maybe you could find something good about a not white Christmas."
"I think I already have…" you mumbled to yourself, watching him swim with a blush on your face.
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