Simon moved to Hermanton last summer to take his dream job as a park ranger. He loves building miniatures, but its not exactly conducive to getting a second date. When most guys hear that he builds model trains and paints tiny dioramas for entertainment, that tends to land him right in a ghosted inbox. And since turning forty, he’s had enough salt and pepper in his beard to shove a pillow up his shirt and play Santa in the off season. In fact, his buddies at The Lactin Brotherhood talk him into doing just that.
If only Santa could get a...
Simon moved to Hermanton last summer to take his dream job as a park ranger. He loves building miniatures, but its not exactly conducive to getting a second date. When most guys hear that he builds model trains and paints tiny dioramas for entertainment, that tends to land him right in a ghosted inbox. And since turning forty, he’s had enough salt and pepper in his beard to shove a pillow up his shirt and play Santa in the off season. In fact, his buddies at The Lactin Brotherhood talk him into doing just that.
If only Santa could get a little package under the tree for himself.
Cal just moved to Hermanton to be the local nursing home’s activities director. He’d been doing the job remotely for some time already, but the low cost of living and meeting people face to face seemed like a great change of pace. Coupled with the fact that his boyfriend dumped him a while ago, it was an easy decision. And as a way to meet people, he decides to volunteer as an elf for the hottest Santa he’s ever seen.
Too bad he’s too old to sit on Santa’s lap and make a wish.
