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Chris couldn’t say she was surprised that Kira wasn’t much of a decorating person, but she wasn’t expecting it to be because all of Kira’s decorations had taken over Ty’s apartment. A silk wreath on the door. A clump of mistletoe dangling from the inside of the doorway. A 6 foot tree in the corner, obviously fake because of the dusting of snow on the branches, decked out with multicolored lights, blue garland, and a seashell angel topper. Kira’s box of breakable solid color bulbs was on the kitchen counter, and Ty was busy sorting through a collection of hangable plushies - the usual snowmen and gingerbread cookies, but also something that might have been a wombat in a sweater and a kangaroo in a Santa hat - and little wooden surfboards. Kira’s face lit up as she came in from another room with a box labelled Snowflake Lights, “Grab the Command hooks and a chair.”