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nd　black　leggings；　her　thin　brown　hair　tied　in　two　sloppy　braids。　She　looked　like　a　very　short　Williamsburg　hipster。

“Merry　Christmas；　little　sis！”　Ruby　hugged　Vanessa　warmly。　Ruby　wore　a　pair　of　gray　pajama　pants　and　a　black　SugarDaddy　tank　top　with　no　bra。　Behind　her；　Piotr　had　on　red　Santa…print　flannel　pants　and　a　felt　Santa　hat。　As　children；　Ruby　and　Vanessa　had　never　celebrated　Christmas。　Their　dad　was　Jewish　and　their　mom　thought　the　holiday　was　too　mercial。　Ruby　was　obviously　determined　to　let　Moxie　have　her　fun　with　Santa。

“Merry　Christmas；　guys！”　Vanessa　exclaimed；　breezing　into　their　cheerful　one…bedroom　apartment。　It　looked　so　domestic；　with　a　silver　garland　wrapped　along　the　molding　of　the　ceiling；　a　pile　of　presents　in　the　corner；　and　a　small　tree　in　the　center　of　the　room。　The　only　relic　from　their　artistic　past　was　the　large　painting　of　a　nude　figure　astride　a　bull　mastiff　dog　wedged　behind　the　couch。

“Watch　this。”　Ruby　grinned　as　she　picked　up　Moxie　and　put　her　next　to　the　pile　of　presents。　Moxie　curiously　pulled　on　a　silver　bow　and　then　tossed　the　present　back　under　the　tree。

“She　doesn’t　really　get　it　yet。”　Ruby　shrugged。　Vanessa　grinned　absently；　her　mind　a　million　miles　away。　What　would　Christmas　be　like　in　Indonesia？　What　if　she　didn’t　make　any　friends　and　her　movie　sucked？　What　if　while　she　was　gone；　Dan　and　Serena　got　engaged？

Which　apocalyptic　scenario　does　not　belong　with　the　others？

“Hello？”　Ruby　snapped　her　fingers　in　front　of　Vanessa’s　face；　breaking　her　out　of　her　reverie。

“I　got　that　Filmmakers　for　Change　grant　to　go　to　Indonesia　for　two　years。　Everything　paid　for。”　Vanessa　grinned　shyly。　Saying　it　made　her　feel　better；　more　sure　of　herself。　The　grant　was　an　honor　most　young　filmmakers　only