"Well, it was more like making weird voodoo dolls of dead and missing people, and sticking assholes to ceilings for fun on my end," Felix replied with a shrug, then frowned thoughtfully. "You know, I can't remember the last time I actually made a snowman." He clicked his tongue, then added. "Christmas was fun though. ExB got their own little secret mini Christmas but most of the cool shit's not here. I don't even think Simms got to use any of his before," he haphazardly drew his finger across his throat before continuing on, feigning a sigh. "People actually got him unironic shit, which was surprising as hell. You'd think that Christmas spirit would've rubbed off at the prison shindig considering it was only a few days later, but nope. Though, to be fair, that's probably the actual shit he wanted from Santa, so good for him."