Jake and Kari's Christmas Story

Jake

"It's freezing out here." Marc pulled his hands to his face as Jake glanced around at him.

"It's not even that bad, yet." He smirked and glanced over at Drake. "You're quiet today. What's up, man?"

"I lost my mom a month or so ago." He shrugged and averted his eyes toward the ground.

Jake stopped and reached out to grab Drake's shoulder. "What? Your mom died?"

"Yeah." He shrugged and pulled out of Jake's touch as Marc moved up beside them.

"You better not be kidding, fucker." Marc crossed his arms over his chest, the playboy a few years younger than the others. "We're supposed to be having a good time, and you're gonna just casually throw out that you-"

"Hey. Shut it," Jake barked at Marc. Drake wasn't kidding. The sadness that Jake had seen sitting on his friend over the last few weeks had been real. Something was off, but they all figured it was just him and Sicily trying to work through some of their differences, or maybe even some of the shit they'd been through during late O