Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 466

**Doomsday Rebirth 466**
**Chapter 466: Christmas Gift**

In the dimly lit room, Nelson was the first to spring into action, his excitement palpable.

He dashed past Tyler, who was the source of much of the laughter echoing through the space, and made a beeline for the table laden with cupcakes. The sight of the colorful treats was irresistible, and he couldn’t help but dive in.

Next in line was Denton, who came to a halt a safe distance away. He called out, a mixture of panic and laughter in his voice, “Caroline, just so you know, today’s ridiculous outfit was all Tyler’s doing! I… I didn’t force him! He just wanted to make you laugh… Ah!”

His voice was punctuated with nervous laughter, as he maintained his distance from Tyler, who was brandishing a spatula like a weapon, chasing him playfully.

Just as Denton took two cautious steps forward, he found himself caught in the crossfire, a playful smack from Tyler landing squarely on his back.

Caroline stood there, a bemused observer, taking in the delightful chaos around her. Nelson was lost in a world of frosting and cake, Denton was dodging Tyler’s antics, and the pets huddled together, whispering secrets only they understood. The scene was a beautiful mess, perfectly encapsulating the spirit of Christmas.

They had managed to pull off a vibrant Christmas dinner, filled with laughter and camaraderie.

Caroline had contributed a generous pile of fresh vegetables, their colors bright and inviting.

Tyler, ever the resourceful chef, had whipped up a feast from whatever he could scavenge.

And, of course, the pièce de résistance was Caroline’s beloved roasted chicken, golden and fragrant.

In that moment, no one gave a thought to the grim realities lurking in the shelter below, the plotting and scheming that had consumed their lives for months.

For one magical evening, they were simply a family gathered around a loud, joyful table, free from the weight of the world outside.

The grand finale of their meal was a plate of ravioli, lovingly crafted by Tyler.

The filling was a perfect blend of savory goodness, and the pasta had just the right amount of bite, a testament to Tyler’s culinary skills.

As Caroline took her first bite, savoring the flavors, she felt a gaze upon her.

Looking up, she met Tyler’s eyes, which were fixed on her with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat.

With a quirked eyebrow, she silently questioned what he found so fascinating.

“Merry Christmas,” Tyler said, his voice warm and inviting.

Caroline swallowed her food quickly, her cheeks flushing slightly as she replied, “Merry Christmas.”

“Oh, wait! It’s already past midnight! Christmas is officially here!”

Denton erupted with excitement, leaping to his feet, his enthusiasm infectious.

Even in the aftermath of the apocalypse, the old habit of checking the time hadn’t disappeared.

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Caroline glanced at her own watch—yep, it was past twelve.

Tyler had been tirelessly cooking for four long hours. By the time they finally settled down to eat, the clock was nearing eleven.

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