Oh my dearest readers. It’s been far too long since I graced these pages! Lady Pixelington here, with a festive sprinkle of gossip, gratitude and goodwill to brighten your Christmas Day!
Firstly, let me say how delightful it has been to observe the first Christmas in Habbo Hotel. The rooms have been positively radiating with holiday cher, from twinkling lights to generous hearts. A special nod must go to the likes of tit, brad and Growley, who have been hosting the most magnificent giveaways. Your kindness is truly inspiring, dears – keep spreading that magic.
Now, onto a bit of mischief… 😏 Word has it that our legendary builder Dovak has gone rogue! I’ve spotted them committing the most heinous crimes around the hotel – snatching baubles here, filching mine pies there. Naughty, naughty! Consider this a warning, my sweethearts: keep an eye on your belongings lest they become part of Dovak’s dubious collection!
Speaking of holiday adventures, have you seen what’s happening over at The Quackory? With BobBarker off on a well-earned holiday, he’s left the keys in the capable hands of Matthew who stumbled upon Santa himself in an absolute state of despair! Santa needs our help to prepare for the big day (there’s still time readers). Complete his chores for a chance to win a Purple Dragon – a prize as magical as the season itself. Don’t miss out.
As for me, I’ve been indulging in some much-needed rest and relaxation. A thousand thanks to Macklebee (or as I sometimes call him, Dave – don’t ask why, darlings) for the stunning Marrs Green Bird Bath he gifted me. It’s simply divine, and I adore watching my feathered friends gather around it.
To those wondering about my return… well the truth is, I’m still undecided. Rest has been so very lovely, and while the hotel calls to me, I can’t yet say when – or if – I’ll come back. But fret not, my dears. I’m always watching. Always cheering you on from the shadows of my snowy retreat.
And speaking of mysteries, I must admit that I saw someone at the hotel the other day who looked awfully familiar. Perhaps you’ve seen them too? Or maybe not. A riddle wrapped in pixelated intrigue, indeed. 😉
Until then, my dearest readers, I wish you the most fabulous of Christmases filled with laugher, love and just a hint of mischief. You’re all utterly wonderful.
With love, sparkles and a twinkling wink,
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